My Unintentional Sorcerer Poem by tony haynes

You are the source
Of my pain ‘tis true
Unintentional sorcerer, you…

…Who has bequeathed upon a herald me

An incantation whispered which left me spellbound
Reversing the curse that imperiled me
Evades this perceptive bloodhound

Merlin would be forever grateful for
Your instruction joyfully hid

Pain is no aphrodisiac
And you don’t even know what you did
I am worse off than remorse
Never knew…

…What a force
My unintentional sorcerer
You