Hey Joe we’re going to the magic theatre
You comin?
’What’s the magic theatre (laughter)
What you laughing at. (more laughter)
I’m almost broke
How much to get in (more)
The magic theatre’s for madmen only Joe
The price of admission’s your mind.
Must take years to get in then…….. Laughs
It’s quicker than you can think
Travel in a blink
Give the doorman a knowing wink
And you’re in
What’s it like?
It’s like the sunrise that lights the world inside your eyes
Like the love that binds you without ties
It’s easy like the breath that breathes you every day
And simple like your words that rise and sound and fall away.
It’s empty …at the same time full of you
Peaceful like you never ever knew
With nothing at all for anyone left to do.
As the scenery keeps on changing;
Inside of you.
.
You comin’.
Laughter.
Aum Aham.
Idea from Stepphen Wolf
by Herman Hesse
Wojja, We were ALWAYS there in this majic theatre. Possibly due to oversight or overzealousness, the magic gets lost...and found again. Poets are mad in their own cute way, na? Cheers. Subroto
I don't write as you do but I must say John that I like this one. A poet from across the sea. 10!
Pure magic indeed, great writers and Tai think alike. He describes madness so attractively! lol I recommend the book and all his works, because his poetic prose are outstanding to say the least...thanks for this Wojja Fink, is evident...waving at you, Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow this is surely a good write