Thank You, HOTEL By Masticadores: How To Not Get Caught When The Cauldron Boils Hot

Hotel de los corazones rotos–The hotel of broken hearts

Hello, my precious Readers. Every day brings me more instances that make my cup
run over with gratitude. I’m grateful to J.Re Crivello, Editor in Chief of Gobblers &
Masticadores, Barcelona, Spain, and The Hotel of Broken Hearts, for publishing my
poem in his lovely online literary magazine.

“No one who achieves success does so without
the help of others. The wise and confident
acknowledge this help with gratitude.” ~ Alfred North Whitehead.

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Some back story about today’s poem:
At the time I created the post published today, I’d been dealing
with a bout of negativity, but after penning the poem, I felt some of
the pressure lift from my shoulders.
Here’s something mentioned in the poem: Cotton, from the Silk Cotton Tree
(the Ceiba Tree, the sacred tree of the Maya), and Flannel are said to have
healing properties.
So at times of unease, I wear cotton and flannel as my spiritual amulets.
Plus, I love the feel of these natural fabrics.

I hope everyone’s having splendid days and lovely thoughts.

THE POEM

The witches’ cauldron’s boiling hot
Bad vibes are in the air
Every move gets foiled, ties my guts in knots
Jammed sideways in the celestial sphere.

It rose unbidden, reached the zenith
And speaks of doom and greed
The three-headed scheming behemoth
Oozes putrid ’till its reddened gum bleeds.

The witches’ cauldron’s boiling hot
So I dress in silk cotton and flannel...

continue reading the rest of the poem at The Hotel Of Broken Hearts, please.

How To Not Get Caught When The Cauldron Boils Hot by Selma martin

I’d be so honored knowing you did.
Thanks in advance. I bless you.
I wish you miracles.

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This Post Has 11 Comments

Sadje June 20, 2023 Reply

Loved your poem Selma. Congratulations
Kajal June 20, 2023 Reply

Very thoughtful poem. And I love wearing cotton too. It makes me feel calm and in tune with nature.
Inner Peace June 21, 2023 Reply

Amidst the turbulent brew of malevolence, one must weave their own fabric of resilience, finding solace in the juxtaposition of softness and strength
1. Selma Martin June 21, 2023 Reply
  
  Your words are wisdom filled. Thanks so much. I bless you.
writerravenclaw June 21, 2023 Reply

Great poem.
1. Selma Martin June 21, 2023 Reply
  
  So pleased you enjoyed it. Thank you.
memadtwo June 21, 2023 Reply

Congratulations Selma. (K)
1. Selma Martin June 21, 2023 Reply
  
  Thanks, dear K. XoXo
rajkkhoja June 21, 2023 Reply

Congratulations, Selma! Best poem. You recommend the cotton clothes in poem. That’s good.
1. Selma Martin June 21, 2023 Reply
  
  Yes, cotton and flannel. They help when you’re feeling unease. I love cotton. Xoxo I bless you my friend. Glad you enjoyed these words.
  1. rajkkhoja June 21, 2023 Reply
    
    Thanks!