Never, or: Their wildest dreams

A kyrielle Through bedroom window, warm breeze blew. Deposited by lush forest, They floated at the threshold to Magic realm where tall trees chorused. Before them, floated small canoe... Carried them to shimmering lake. They floated at the threshold to Stars mirrored in ripples opaque. Upwards, then higher, on they flew. As threads of heavens… Continue reading Never, or: Their wildest dreams

Abacadaba, or: Abracadabra

My 1st 'Magic 9' poem Might abacadaba be a charm, Or perhaps potent poetic hex? Would that it could guard from harm, Its very form a counter-curse spell! What guides forth poet's tired arm? His mind, or weird magic force? Could such rhymes barbarian disarm, Or vile sorcerer's intentions vex? ... Well, should I vanish,… Continue reading Abacadaba, or: Abracadabra