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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The devil is a dancer In the cabaret of fire His steps are most alluring His eyes beget desire He twirls amongst the partners Disguised but known to all And making his selection A child of Adam — falls ** Never let reality — obfuscate truth Never let the legend — be tarnished by proof Never let the facts — carry the day Never let the magic — get reasoned away ** Staying close to the moment the world made sense In touch with his feelings ... tomorrow’s paid rent Alone with his questions the answers collide Breaking through the unconscious — forever alive ** You can never tell unless you show it first What the eyes will see — the mind will free ** Colors drip down but never up Gravity’s palette — rainbows to touch ** Looking for a socket to plug in tomorrow Looking for a conduit to exit today Looking in a mirror reflecting my future Looking until breathing — each word that I say ** Hidden in caverns the words rising forth Each droplet a treasure in ladles to pour Through whirlwinds of drought and twisters ordained The wellspring indulgent to fill — and sustain ** There are no accidents though some would explain Cause or causation each hair splitting phrase What is and what isn’t their images born Unconsciously conscious in matter — and form ** The art of looking grows slowly ... Tall oaks in the wind The bison in Winter ... His warmth from within The art of seeing takes longer ... with each passing glance Reforming the picture ... you once left askant ** In the distance pirates chase like devils on the wind Tonight’s horizon morning brings what destiny — portends ** Metaphor only thrives and grows forever on the vine Simile lies a rotting fruit — bereft among the rinds **
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