Monday, October 31, 2016

for MIDDLESBROUGH MAGIC SHIP 268 (H)

TIME-IS-A-TRICKSTER-TOO !
I grew a long moustache
but now it has gone.
It turned into a butterfly
like the ugly duckling a swan.

It left me looking younger,
or so folk would say.
I'd grown it to look older
years before this day.
(Time, too, my friend,
goes fly away.)

PEACE-IS-PIECEMEAL
The lion and the lamb.
The hawk and the dove.
This is our circling-world;
on earth, in sky above.

ON-A-HOARY-HIGH-NOW
who are the hoary hosts
who welcome your sleep,
who feed you magic-dreams
and further fabulous treats ?

Your man is your medicine,
your life sure has changed.
Yet you're also a tonic
for your Doctor Strange.

HELL AND THE HERMIT
Great love for humanity
had the monk in his cell,
secluded from the world
that some call hell.

It is easy to love
a so grand idea
you have of mankind
when not too near !

A-TOWER-OF-POWER-VERSE
Yes there are so many
who are born to compete,
trying to climb the tower
way above the street.

Be it for the riches,
be it for the fame,
competition's in sports too,
and big-money games.

What happens to merit
when those above the street
seek to keep down the rest,
become a small elite ?

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