Magic and Reality
Pessimists leave the art of dreaming
to optimists with a half-full cup.
And whenever I am feeling down,
poetry lifts my spirits back up.
Poetry probes the human psyche,
with witty words bandied to and fro.
And helps to keep 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 creative mood,
anxiety uncoils in my head.
And this phantasmagorical world
keeps my imagination well fed.
I value the little things in life,
like a shooting star etched on the night.
And I need but gaze at the heavens;
to inspire my muse, and give it flight.
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