It's A Kind Of Magic


By skinner_jennifer
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There's magic to be had everywhere
it can travel invisibly through the air,
high up in those towering mountains
to depths of deepest wide blue oceans,
you cannot see or even touch
just know it's inside all of us,
I place conch shell to my ear
hear wild ocean oh so clear,
when flush, reddish flames they grow
flicker by softened candle lights glow,
it reminds me of mystical belly dance
the kind that puts males in a trance.
So with contentment I begin to write
darkness takes me through the night,
words of art weave enchanting verse
putting pen to paper now disbursed.
Picture by pixabay free images.
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we can listen to the wind in
we can listen to the wind in a shell, but it's ourselves we hear.
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reads like a spell chanted in
reads like a spell chanted in flickering firelight, then at the end you have conjured your poem, your magical thoughts made visible :0)
I like the idea of flames being like a belly dance. Maybe belly dance moves are inspired by flames
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Magical. I can tell by the
Magical. I can tell by the this piece that your eyes are always open to the hidden forces Jennifer and you're able to appreciate them. With contentment I begin to write' it really is the best hobby making magic from words, all you need is a pen.
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