Hello again, dear reader. Today’s prompt is to write ‘cinematically’. I am sort of going my own direction with this, as I am not so much describing the scene(s) of a movie, but rather I am describing the feelings that a movie puts into me. One of my favorite shows is ‘The Illusionist’, and thus my poem is inspired by this story of magic and love. Please enjoy.
Rod E. Kok
October 2, 2015
Pure magic exists
in a world
where true love
is hindered.
What is this illusion
of grandeur,
this feeling of
self importance?
One cannot force
another
to love.
There is magic
in a kiss,
a tender caress
is conjured from
the heart.
Enchanted music
to love.
There is magic
in a kiss,
a tender caress
is conjured from
the heart.
Enchanted music
fills one’s soul
when skin touches skin.
An alluring glance
from warm eyes
casts a spell
on my very being.
But when forces contrive
to keep us apart,
all we need
is magic.
when skin touches skin.
An alluring glance
from warm eyes
casts a spell
on my very being.
But when forces contrive
to keep us apart,
all we need
is magic.
Yes, I agree. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteSweet and endearing poem, Rod.. loved it :)
ReplyDeleteYes, lovely!
ReplyDeleteThe first stanza is brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThis makes me smile. Good work, Sir!!
ReplyDeleteLove the romantic feel of this write ... nicely done! Bastet
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