A Goddess And A Wizard

A Wizard sat

Outside the door

Reading clouds

And listening to

Far away voices,

I swear he’s

A paranoid schizophrenic

The Goddess said,

I suppose if

Anyone knew about

Such things

She would know

For her energy spoke

Without her even speaking,

And what was I to do

A simple poet

Caught in the middle,

Drawn to both,

Stuck in that flux

That holds you


Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

3:40 PM May 25, 2012

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