Conjurer
April 25, 2011
Conjurer
He left them,
mesmerized by the roadside.
Wordsmithe.
Weaver of songs,
images conjured from the stars
minds whisked away, dreamy stares –
Itinerant troubadour.
Word juggler.
Illusionist extraordinaire.
Trivial falsehoods
crafted out of whole cloth –
Sleight of hand, slight of mind.
Legerdemain.
Poetaster.
Lost art.
Ray Brown
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A Poet's Dream 
If you don’t already know him check out Facts for Visitors, Srikanth Reddy. He conjures a world unlike no other I’ve seen except in sci-fi fantasy writing, except he does it in poetry. It’s wonderful. Thank you for sharing your poetry!
lost art indeed
Ray am I experiencing deja vu…I thought I saw this poem yesterday….I really have to stop drinking so much coffee. 🙂
“Word juggler” = brought a smile to my face. Beautiful poem, Ray.
Thank you for reading and your comments. I am appreciative
This poem resonates w/me & makes me smile. Beatiful