Photograph taken by Theresa F. Koch in North Pole, Alaska.
Trickery, oh this conjuror’s jargon
Seeming to dupe, swindle or stupefy
Ones senses are in a trance, numb
It feels just like hocus-pocus to me
Put down your wand silly wizard
This gibberish is just too excessive
Perform some tricks by sleight-of-hand
Cast your conjuration or solemn spell
Deceive and trick me the victim of duping
Cheat then defraud in your magical ways
Swindling itself makes me watch in amazement
I sit here in a state of a suspended conscious haze
Throwing my head back I begin to just laugh
Hope you know you’re under magnification
Angels and judges are writing down your life’s path
Be careful earth life is moving very, very fast
Theresa
When we snap our fingers, we come too from the spell...
The trick is to be the spell !
Awesome picture undrpins your incredible write
Love, Peace and Harmony
Peter
Interesting work here, the mystery of this poem makes me wonder. Is the wizard just a wizard or just a symbolic comparison to someone or somthing the reader can supstitute for. Regardless it makes one think and this is always a plus in writing.
“We’re going to use nine megaton warheads in space and we’re not sure they’re large enough to be effective. Why would you even consider using kiloton-range surface-to-air warheads as back-up?” The answer was succinct. “Because they’re all we have.”
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(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
TRASK
When we snap our fingers, we come too from the spell...
The trick is to be the spell !
Awesome picture undrpins your incredible write
Love, Peace and Harmony
Peter
Love Tinka
Felix
Regis