Tender thoughts woven into poetic tapestries.....

Everyone needs to believe in something.

Taste my desire for life and love, adventure and honesty, on my chapped lips and tongue. Drink from me, the light of unseen tomorrows. Empty me of all that I made myself of; what I think I am. I am a huge zap between reality and imagination. Bridge me already. **** Highest ranking in Poetry-#12 ©VioletEden2015

About a recluse and his life.

The 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, be warned that in so doing it might spoil the illusion we call life.

"Poetry has to rhyme!" "Not really... At least not all the time." "Whatever, I'm just saying that this is pathetic." "Well that's why I'm calling it plausibly poetic..."