©2011, Olan L. Smith
(modified 10-2-2016 by OLS)
My Wizard,
What if all is an illusion of mist and dust?
If tomorrow is a fantasy of synaptic sparking
And if an individual flash of thought is missing, would cosmic totality fall apart?
Is dissipation akin to blazing arrows fading on a Fourth of July?
Thus all stops, dissolving into random actions?
I imply an instant, a motion or a thought, lost — is not insignificant.
It obtains all to build this actuality and if a solo act is not a finishing ―is it all for naught?
A.N. A lipogram is a poem or story where one letter of the alphabet is omitted, in this poem I omitted the letter 'e'.
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The Wizard!
PoetryThe Wizard! This collection from Olan L. Smith is a dialogue series that asks questions and ponders evidence about existence. We will take a look behind the curtain to see what the Wizard is up to and what tricks he (she) has up his (her) sleeve, b...