Terry Ireland Poet Rhyme

Magician

he wove his spells meticulously
constructed each with loving care
each component ingredient chosen
from the very best that there were
and of course his care was rewarded
his fame just grew and grew and grew
but he had a secret ambition
that only he and I  knew

from his inter dimensional office
he could hop through time and space
gloat at the awe and wonder displayed
on his primitive audience collective face
and he travelled worlds and eras
revelled in his universal fame
enjoyed the sense of power
inspired by his worshipped name

but dimension  security enforcement
was rapidly closing in on his crime
for his moving skills back and forth
was playing heck with congruent time
he knew his days were numbered 
but his preparations were all but made
to achieve his yearned for ambition
the final plans were all but laid

with just mega seconds to its fruition
he was very sadly and deviously tricked
into revealing his current location 
and was very quickly nicked
he never achieved his ambition
it remained his secret as well
of course I knew the details
but I promised not to tell

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Speaks Volumes December 4, 2022 at 3:25 PM They are the worst words a reader can read! I once read a 300 page mystery novel and nearing the end the sleuth unraveled the puzzle to divulge the culprit and where he did dwell, ...and he ended the last chapter with "but that I cannot tell" ! Loved your story apart for the last 6 words. Cheers Terry Ireland December 5, 2022 at 1:33 AM Awww Wen, but what if a pome has reached its intended length, said all it had to, but a suitable brief ending couodn't be found ;-) ?