Alice Perfect


The Magician's Wand-The Poet's Pencil - Poem by Alice Perfect

the magician's wand
that mysterious stick
it makes things go
it does things quick

the poet's weapon:
his prayer his heart
it's not a stencil
but a smart pencil
and sharp

what trick or treat
the two can deliver
two arrows to part
direct from the quiver

which one is real
which one is fake
must they be raw
or can they be baked?


says he:
magic bubbly stars
and glittery rainbows
a smart fitting suit or tight
ribbed black panty hose

rolling hills
going round and round
flying cupids always lost
but then always found

love whistling with steam
from the moon's
crater Clavius
floating down stream
in a milky way superbus

take me poet
magically
take me to your
golden glass sea

throw me in and wash me well
you take me to heaven
away from day's hell

thank you poet
you express for free
thank you poet
I bow to thee

Topic(s) of this poem: poetry


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015



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