Inspiration Is Divination

INSPIRATION IS DIVINATION

A wave of a hand

a wand

a wink

             a nod   or  blink 

a winged kiss

you wriggling your nose 

spurns me to rub your lamp

I dream of you 

magically and often can

divine your eyes

What curse or bliss

to be abused by your smile

from the muse of our wiles

all the while 

in our Utopian isolation

no image of what must

or emulation of their love or

such none-such

"you'll die, oh you just must"

they crush

as we paint ourselves tender

in writhing naked laughter

our own canvas 

signed by us...

and only just

ourselves to Van Gogh 

      "Water Lillies"          "Starry Nights"

masterpiece of our colorful theater

there I can see the future

of your worth

inspiration's lovely birth

in the museums of my lungs

in my life

the art we shape with time

with touch...

what curse or bliss

this wish

come true

a wave of a hand 

a wand

our winged kiss.

     

Reviews

[wordman]

wouldn`t it be wonderful if you could

[Butch Decatoria]

if i could what? expand your meaning...

[wordman]

if you could make all this happen with that magic wan

[Butch Decatoria]

Oh lol, but that's just it, I just did... with a wave of my hand, I created (from nothing), a moment a poem read, images and people, tumbling lovers in bed...

everyday is magic...

thank you for reading, and taking the time ... I appreciate it.

[wordman]

my pleasure magic man