The Word Wizard Poem by Mark Fullick

The Word Wizard

Rating: 3.8


The word wizard weaves his whiley words,
And we believe the words he weaves.

Then with a silky pen and clever hands
He sets about his master plans.

To make a map; a treasure map, were he leads me to a place,
Where stores are islands and x marks the spot in advertising space.

Its time he smiles; time to begin with wand in hand he scratches chin,
With his wizard words and bikini eyes he blurs the lines between risk sin.

Then as the wizard weaves for us a sticky world of wants,
We lose ourselves our minds and eyes to the wants the wizard weaves.

He reaches me and touches me with wants I never knew existed,
He is the trinklet master my add candy man and cannot be resisted.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Matt Mooney 11 November 2010

Like the ad you have in mind the poem leads the reader on tantalizingly and in musical language to the real subject matter at the end.10.

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