Would that still attach you,
To my Magic World?
If I were to tell you,
How you fascinate,
Would you still embrace me?
Even though it’s late.
If I were to give you,
Just this Magic Word,
Would you then accept it,
Not think it’s absurd?
Oh, I have no answers,
For you’re far away!
Life is just Mysterious,
black and white and gray.
Epilogue:
Happiness delirious,
Never seems to stay,
Solitude and Sadness,
They, get in the way.
As if it were an old friend,That to sentiments does lend,An opening, deep and through.You can always go backTo ‘That’ poem,The one that when was readTraversed your heart,At that moment,Was just what you needed,The very close friend,That to your pain,A sympathetic ear did lend.
Amplification of New Horizons,Visions of ‘Sugar Plum Fairies’,Dancing on the prairies,Of the Mind.Off to the Conquest,Of New found Lands,Where Feelings can be scanned,Deeply, Sincerely,Aesthetically,PatheticallyEven Poetically,Without license,Freely,Playing the music,Of all Lands,Of all People,Universality,Dancing,Holding Hands.
For those that want to hurt,Guard up, against the competition,But always honestly and with conviction,That what you do should be Thumbs Up.
That is the artist’s plightAnd lack of light,But still he plungesThru the creative doorHoping and prayingTo get it right!With artistic courageAs love,Never giving up!
‘He’ and ‘She’ hardly exist,We are rather more an ‘It’,Not to insult, so that All fit,Today, Yes, I get it, Okay!But make money and your hit,Criticized and later bit,And put in the frying pan.Wish there were a better plan,Social Justice, what a joke!That’s just lots of empty talk,While our World goes up in Smoke.
Something owned, something lent?Just some Magic that’s for rent?Always searching, searching, searching,While Life passes as hearsay,By the time you turn around,Everything has gone away!
