Magic and Reality
Pessimists leave the art of dreaming
to optimists with a half-full cup.
And when I'm feeling a little down,
writing poetry helps lift me up.
Poetry probes the human psyche
with witty words bandied to and fro.
And works to hold the doldrums at bay
by keeping the tides of boredom low.
Magic and reality mingle
when understanding first comes of age.
And secluded deep within my heart,
hope finds its way to the written page.
Morphing into a cynical muse,
anxiety uncoils in my head.
And a phantasmagorical
world keeps my imagination fed.
I value the little things in life,
like shooting stars etched upon the night.
And I need but gaze at the heavens
to inspire my soul and give it flight.
(Quatrain)
3/26/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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