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Wizard

don't be fooled by the grey beard, I'm the science fiction you speak of, the little wizard bloke in the picture whose antics between gravestones and christening robes jerk like those flicker book pages we made as kids, and now, old again, today is payback

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Tom Woody

Date: 1/22/2024 5:52:00 PM

"He was the wizard of a thousand kings, and I chanced to meet him one night wandering..." Interest little ditty Clive

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 1/22/2024 11:41:00 PM

Thanks Tom

Hiya Sharma

Date: 1/21/2024 1:47:00 AM

Woah, this is once again a very deep poem, I am absolutely spellbound by the way you add layers of mysterious elements to your words, making it almost whimsical, whilst combining emotions too.. This one has a nostalgic yet powerful feel to it! "I'm the science fiction you speak of", "whose antics between gravestones" These lines really hit the soul and compel one to dive deep in the thoughts of what they convey.. That ending is so profound too, absolutely brilliant, I loved reading this, a fave.

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 1/21/2024 3:46:00 AM

Thanks very much Hiya, for your supportive comment, always a pleasure hearing from you