Angela Valdes

You hide secrets in a peacock patterned scarf with silver
plated ends that jingle in the wind warning intruders
who may threaten your soulful sensibilities.

Flamboyant nomadic interests lie deep within your heart;
bright colors and eccentric jewelry adorn your walls.
A case filled with timeless trinkets is hidden by a mirror

that reflects a pyramid of rainbowed light. Your treasured things
change like the direction of the wind in a swirling storm.
Happiness lies in the last quarter moon shining like a beacon

in the night sky. You set out your crystal ball to absorb its vigor.
Fortunes collect in a bottomless ocean inside the energized orb.
Waves crash to its spherical shores casting spells
the moonlight poured inside.