The Magician

   He is slick and intentionally mysterious,
his magic should be taken extremely serious.
Slight of hand to the untrained eye,
even virtuous women would be mystified.
       Innocence nourishes his ultimate lie.

   Untold secrets held close to vest,
aroused laughter, amused, you are his guest.
Reluctantly, picking a card, choosing the best
from the spread of the Magician’s tattered deck.
       Throwing caution to the wind, “What the heck?”

   Vigilant eyes scintillate the dark of night,
elevating senses by the moment’s excite.
Blinding the deer with beam of headlights;
dazed confusion feeding his addicted delights.
       Raising his thrill to monumental heights.

   Trickery his game, merely views you the fool
desire to believe, though, you are just his tool.
Intoxicated by the masked perception,
keenly skilled art of deception. 
       An illusory feat from its conception.

   Smooth lacquered cane emblematic of his trade,
waving it freely, enhancing the charade.
Victims soon forgotten on his wizardly trail,
restoring equilibrium to his inner scales.
       Enlisting deceit, his shenanigans prevail.

   Weaving versed spells across the land,
beware the effect of this mystical hand.
A traveler, a mystic, armed with cunning art
coursing a path embellished with wounded hearts.
       Upon magic, into the wind, he inexplicably departs.


☮TheMsLvh © 2011

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  1. theresa stuart
    June 14, 2011 at 8:49 pm

    One of the best i have seen you do It is engaging and fun yet depp in meaning as well well done my friend itis a work of art in words………….. hugs T

  2. June 19, 2011 at 3:24 pm

    The ultimate predator!

    Excellent imagery.

    Nicely done!

  3. June 20, 2011 at 10:13 am

    I think I need to avoid this guy! You made his intentions perfectly clear. Well done.

  4. July 4, 2011 at 5:02 pm

    awesome write.

    you make him real.

  5. July 4, 2011 at 5:03 pm

    welcome share your work with our poetry potluck today,

    your talent rocks.

  6. August 14, 2011 at 7:03 pm

    I enjoy this poem so much. You really captured the life of magicians and I know it has an universal appeal. Who hasn’t met a magician or two in life. Bravo!

    • August 14, 2011 at 7:52 pm

      I find Magicians interesting. Used to hang out at the Magic Castle in Hollywood. Saw some “Interesting things” there.

  7. August 27, 2011 at 1:32 pm

    well..his magic should be taken extremely serious indeed…i like that you describe him as a traveler, departing with the wind…wonderfully mysterious…

    • August 27, 2011 at 2:30 pm

      Yes Claudia, we all love a good mystery! So thrilled you liked this. Thanks for the visit

  8. August 27, 2011 at 1:36 pm

    He is the devil? Live personification without the answer to leave the reader wondering, or left to form their own idea… and you did it very well here. Great work!

    • August 27, 2011 at 2:28 pm

      Not the Devil in the sense of the Biblical term. Magicians come in all shapes and sizes. Thank you for the comment and visit.

  9. August 27, 2011 at 1:41 pm

    rich imagery…weaving dark magic capturing souls as he traverses the land…finely textured…you really bring him to life…and i am watching over my shoulder now…

    • August 27, 2011 at 2:26 pm

      Trickery is all around us. Thanks Brian for the Comment and wonderful Blog site!

  10. DW
    August 27, 2011 at 2:17 pm

    this engaged from word one, and took us along on a magical ride..I loved it :)

    • August 27, 2011 at 2:26 pm

      Life is a magical ride isn’t it? I am so happy you liked it.

  11. August 27, 2011 at 3:09 pm

    and poof, he’s gone… i enjoyed it. this was dark, serious and silly. a fun read:) you were perpetually holding something back in this, like you were revealing his dark qualities in obvious order of importance. so i felt the tension and really liked it.

  12. August 27, 2011 at 3:21 pm

    He is cunning and devious magician… We should watch out for him.

    Thanks for sharing this with us…

  13. August 27, 2011 at 3:39 pm

    This just seemed to flow from you. Such seemingly easy rhyme and meter. For whatever reason, this conjured up for me an image of the Phanthom of the Opera and the song, “The Music of the Night”–although I was thinking the mystery of the night!

    • August 27, 2011 at 3:53 pm

      Great you should mention that song and opera. Both of my favorites! Thank you for tbring back he memory of grand night at the opera. Thanks for taking the time to comment.

  14. August 27, 2011 at 3:45 pm

    Maybe it’s the women chasing him out of town:) then maybe not. A very good write, Ink. I liked the presentation, you made me check my own reputation, and you write very well!!!!!!!!!! And thank you for your comments.

    • August 27, 2011 at 3:54 pm

      Henry, your comments are fabulous all the time. Your poetry stuns me each time I read it.

  15. August 27, 2011 at 3:46 pm

    coooool poem – i was wrapped up in the story and description – i kept thinking of the master and magerita – which is a very good thing – mysterious and very coool ;-}

    • August 27, 2011 at 3:55 pm

      Thank you Aaron. I think you write extremely well. I just love this community!

  16. tashtoo
    August 27, 2011 at 3:57 pm

    The veil has indeed been lifted this evening, as we dance from graves to the lair of the all mighty magician. Thought this wonderful! Loved the tight rhyme, the perfect read aloud! You bring so many images to light with in the piece, truly a fantastic read!

    • August 27, 2011 at 4:01 pm

      I have been enjoying the ride as well tonight with this prompt. So happy you like this Magician poem. It was fun to write.

  17. August 27, 2011 at 4:37 pm

    mysterious and captivating.

    • August 27, 2011 at 4:50 pm

      Thanks oceangirl for the visit! Happy you found this poem mysterious and captivating.

  18. August 27, 2011 at 4:54 pm

    There ought to be a magic wand to slay bastards like this!

    • August 27, 2011 at 5:01 pm

      I would buy one! Thanks for the comment and visit Mark.

  19. hedgewitch
    August 27, 2011 at 5:36 pm

    Love the character you’ve painted here–I know he’s out there, too. Esp liked the last stanza; wizards, cowboys and gypsies all have to ride off into the sunset at the end of the story.

    • August 27, 2011 at 5:43 pm

      hedgewitch, if they did not ride off into the sunset, their mystery would be quelled. Thanks for your comment and visiting. Always a pleasure to see you.

  20. August 27, 2011 at 7:26 pm

    Great description…

  21. August 27, 2011 at 9:09 pm

    loved riding on the rhyming waves of this tale – an ode to Criss Angel for sure!

  22. August 28, 2011 at 5:44 am

    Oh yes, I can picture the type! You captured him vividly.

  23. August 28, 2011 at 8:59 pm

    Kept picturing The Mentalist tv show as I read this, the rogues!

  24. August 29, 2011 at 7:24 pm

    Very good. It’s interesting that several of us chose to write about predators.

    • August 29, 2011 at 7:33 pm

      At dVerse, the prompt was “Unseen”. I had composed this poem a few months ago and thought it fit perfect. Thanks for your comment and pleasure to meet you.

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