The Magician

Hands moving in mysterious ways, 
Setting on watchers eyes ablaze. 
Suspense and wonder 
Force them to ponder 
The truth to his tricks. 

He moves with continuous grace,  
Concealing in his sleeve the ace, 
Letting them believe their doubt 
And keeping their faith devout. 

A smile dances on his lips  
As he finishes his tricks, 
And the crowd stands, 
Clapping their hands 
Trying to figure out the riddle. 

They think it through,
Knowing that they knew, 
But denying it's existence, 
Holding fact at a distance
Because the simplicity disappoints. 

The reality is that man's sleight of hand  
Is hope that something more grand 
Than a human being subsists,  

Because if we were alone,
Thinking we possesed the royal throne,
  Wouldn't that be more disappointing
Than the simplicity of a magician's trick?

  
 
 


  


 

Comments:
 
lindsay   lindsay wrote
on 6/30/2008 7:38:20 PM
Your words linger far after your eyes leave the page... great job!

vwhitlock   vwhitlock wrote
on 6/29/2008 8:54:33 AM
He moves with continuous grace, Concealing in his sleeve the ace, Letting them believe their doubt And keeping their faith devout. All the mysteries of the world wrapped in one verse...I loved it! Wonderful read - really makes you ponder!

raven_ink   raven_ink wrote
on 6/28/2008 12:02:45 AM
thank you, I will try that out :)

BlueIris   BlueIris wrote
on 6/27/2008 10:47:01 AM
In the third stanza, is that supposed to be "as he finishes his tricks"?

BlueIris   BlueIris wrote
on 6/27/2008 10:45:46 AM
I like it, but the end doesn't seem to fit the rhythm of the rest of the poem. I'm not sure I like the single long line at the end. Perhaps you could add a couple more lines after: "Than a human being subsist," in which you muse about this grander thing. Then you could incorporate the last line into a final stanza, if you want.

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Synopsis
A poem about the ongoing question of are we alone or is their something more grand than us? The explanation: I wrote this poem thinking about how disappointed people feel after they learn that the magic trick they just believed in was incredibly simple and so obvious. People want to believe in the magic because that way, there is no disappointment even if it means denying fact. While you watch a magician performing, do you not question how he is doing it or how it is possible? And when you cannot figure it out then do you not question yourself that there might be such thing as a paranormal phenomenon or simply a higher power revealing itself through this man?
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