Making Habit Magical

Making Habit Magical

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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Making Habit Magical

Comical.......almost rare.

How silence and space drifted on a cloud up there.

mingling with afterlife, shooting breezes of imaginative literature

all over his wondering affair.

How the daily chore rocked & whistled

As he summoned the alphabet to his hidden lair.

© 2015 Alfred Kukitz


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They marched in twos FT, holding hands, whispering secrets among themselves but they wouldn't let me hear them until we arrived in the lair.

Thank You Lydia always a pleasure when you grace me with your visit. Have a nice time both of you in your own lair. I'm sure it's magical and exciting.

Regards,
Al

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is great work, Al, but that last line is exquisite... the image of alphabet marching to the poets hidden lair is brilliant!! Did they march in twos or in single file? Were there drumbeats, or trumpets sounding their arrival? Just brilliant! - FT

Posted 9 Years Ago


Ah yes, writing can be all smoke and mirrors. We move words through time and space with the magic wand...our pens. Good one. Lydi**

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on July 27, 2015
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Tags: Magical, rare, literature, lair

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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Yes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..

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