Conjurers like us
have no need
of disappearing acts
or card tricks
that stun the gullible.
Our illusions are ghostly images
wisps of ink
floating across the page
spelled by
a magician
waving a magic wand.
Alicia, wonderful imagery here. I guess we are all conjurers in whatever we write to evoke images to the reader. Great poem. Thanks for sharing it. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I conjure! This poem spells beauty in its simplicity.