ode to a wordsmith…

give us the illusion this isn’t all play…

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wave your wand and write us a sonnet
Victorian women all wearing bonnets
make it sad like the nightingale sings
suspense and betrayal have a familiar ring

scatter your characters far and wide
give each a profile, some place to hide
work all that magic typing on keys
take us to heaven, wherever you please

weave in the music, the lyrics and song
don’t make it short but don’t make it long
throw in a taste of lavender and lace
few if but any will keep up the pace

lock down the love, don’t let it get away
give us the illusion this isn’t all play
plots and subplots spinning a chase
orb weaver spins no web without grace
(Copyright 04-22-11)

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