Short Smoke And Mirrors Poems

Blue smoke and mirrors
Frogs leap in the arms of night
Blue dragons once more...

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I sold my memory
for a present reframed 
The past in revision
—the future in shame

(Dreamsleep: July, 2022)...

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Your smoke and Mirrors
could never fool me
you thought me blinded
by prettily spoken promises
Translucent Lies ~ seen through!...

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The more we think we know,
  the more deceived we truly become

Accumulating knowledge
 —the deception of time


(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)...

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Who am I , nightmare of dreamers, lover of sweet lies, 
whisperer of fears, collecter of tears, Mr. Smoke and 
Mirrors, she said, I smiled and told her another beautiful 
lie...

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Smoke and mirrors
Fill my lungs
The smoke seeps 
I gasp for air
The mirrors mutilate
Cutting my inside
But you were all I had to breathe
And you were all smoke and mirrors...

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while 
letting the 
great magician
pull a white 
fluffy rabbit
from out of 
a black stove top hat
with
a sleight of hand
only through
the dark arts of 
blue smoke and mirrors...

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patiently awaited acceptance solemnly sealed
unwelcome unity truth unveiled slowly in time 
the art of arrival at ones yearned destination 
is smoke and mirrors an unchanged paradigm...

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smoke 
                  aflame, infused
        clouding, signaling, inhaling
fume, billow, reflections, reminiscent 
     distorting, imaging, magnifying 
                   focal, reflected 
                           mirrors...

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Broke my heart like no one else,
spoke with an intoxicating lust;
Smoke and mirrors in the air 
awoke in a blanket of stardust; 

I still think about you;
Sly subconscious telegrams
glorify memories from another time;
Nearby, you are in everything I am....

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This is not really me
Merely smoke and mirrors
Plying a day job
That pays the bills
The me
I see
Dissected into ribbons cleverly disregarded
Like a modern day beetle
Imagining all the people
Who have heard the news today and chosen to stay
Sometimes the clothes do not fit the father...

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Something wicked
Come this way
Numbing me
From all the pain
Take a hit
Swollow hard
Go blind
Look away
No more stress
Something wicked
Wash me clean
See nothing
But beauty
Reality
Is nothing
But a dream
Smoke and mirrors
Where is the truth
It's no longer here
Because something wicked 
Walks my way...

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Smoke and mirrors man the barricade 
  Between us with tricks of the dusk drizzled light; 
And formulates hold to the moments purloined, 
  Hold to the moments, hold good and tight. 
For distance is nothing but veils of smoke, 
  Mirrored, refracted a crafted delusion; 
And love such as ours compose distance a dream, 
  Distance a dream, nothing more than illusion......

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lies and 		obfuscation
revenge politics 
           game of the day

extremists
       s  p  l  i  t 
hold hostage the government

power   money   
	self-aggrandizement
                                    rule

oaths of honor, loyalty
       strewn by the wayside

Congress in disarray
	called to a halt
					impasse

God help
	the American public


...

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He stands there
looks you straight
in the eye
And begins to tell
you the truth when
you know it’s a lie

He has become
confident in his own
manipulation tactics
An illusionist using
smoke and mirrors as
a distraction

What he has not come
to realize in his
life of delusion 
Is the audience is
not fooled by his
tricks of illusion

Written by Erin
Soares-Anselmi...

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my heart bleeds before you
you do not see or choose to overlook
oblivious to my wounds

how can you be so blind?
how can you be so detached?
how could I have been such a fool?

smoke and mirrors
sleight of hand, a magician
twisting my fate

I stumble out of the darkness of this relationship
and into the blinding light of day
the fog clearing from my mind, perspicacious once again...

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With an elated heart,
I saw you basking
In the reflected glory
Of my golden ichor.
Oh!
Don't you know?
It's deadly for you.

Morning moon through the fog,
Leads the way to another day.
Your words are smoke and mirrors.
Setting fire to the idle bridge,
Saved the toll that I'd pay.

Cold -
As the air now,
Ice -
Grows between,
Bright -
As the name suggests,
Sacred -
Yet lethal,
Golden blood rises....

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Fine if not 
I did 
It spoketh into mine own bloody ears
Mate
Bo
Blood E
Smoking timbers in the hatch 
Touchdown 
Says he 
With the wise head
And the big ol balls
Jewish smile 
Racist!
White well-meaning and poor taste of sense
Brilliant!

I heard it
The knuckled pause
The smoke and mirrors 
I heard the tutelary 
I looked up and grinned 
With semen falling in volleys 
Oh God
What has become 
Of me...

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("Perception/Reality Merit Badge" #62, 2015, original oil)

Smoke and Mirrors

Amid the flux
Of shimmering sound and vision
Someone is lying
Is it your eyes 
Is it your ears
Is it those pulling the levers
And splicing the tapes
Or is it all of the above?

In the end
It’s not the lying that matters
Since that’s what senses
And people do
It’s the believing
That will get you in trouble
Every time.

(8/14/24...

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Smoke and mirrors . . .
    Flames to dust.
Beliefs are nurtured,
    And often trust.

The minds will gather,
    And hope is perceived.
When unions ally,
    With boundaries deceived.

If vision is to question,
    While answers evade . . .
Does truth remain hidden,
    Beneath the shadows shade?

The remains seldom seek,
    What confines its thread.
Leaving choice to random's path,
    In search for daily bread....

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Atomise the pressure...

...all is not what it seems...

reoccurring windswept...

challenge the force free...

Free spirits come full circle
Free spirits will endure...

Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors

The sceptics yet reveal...

Punctuated reason...

Lessons well learned...

Surreal the undecided...

The composite of sure...

Premature attraction...

...unmasked the decline...

The traveller windswept...
has learned the sound of time......

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Look at how the power the Power Shifts
It's all smoke and mirrors
And every hour here
I learn to value the precious seconds


Well the centerpiece of my topic is enterprize
Please don't enter the gates of simple minds
And the middle might---___Fall out and stiil the light
Well I guess I don't know nothing about Power shifts then//////////
Well we'll see in the Spring when the flowers are blooming\\\\\\\\\\    



******UNDERCONSTRUCTION*********...

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Ichikatauta: "First Value of Close"

the day that will live
in infamy ~ the fifteenth
of April ~ tax day

Nikatauta: "Second Value of Close"

the house that Jack built
with the deck of playing cards
I'll huff and I'll puff

Sedokada: "Sixth Evaluation of Close

just smoke and mirrors
magic the rabbit is out
trick is how to put it back

an apple a day
keeps tax man and Eve away
sharing tax refund today...

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somewhere between the sephira i beg of thee
bleed my soul and take my spirit eternally 
i question no motive 
of mans hatred nature
and place no blame of that which is smoke and mirrors
oh how i wish i could bring you the horizon
read these words and feel the pain
yet think of comfort 
and its bittersweet rain
forever am i the broken wings 
guidance i offer
an outstretched hand
but i lay in the shadows 
so find my fingertips 
and embrace that which i have reflected upon you...

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Once so judgmental
Explosive
So worried about 
Your politics
Your sexuality
You wear a red hat
Do you agree with me?
No?
Then I hate you
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Hang 'em high
On the town square

Time passes
Hearts soften
It was all smoke and mirrors
The driving force of hate
Is a constant struggle
And destroys everything in its path
Why can't we see
Love is easy
It heals
And is for everyone
If we accept it
For in the end
There is only love...

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