A magician pulling more than just cute fuzzy bunnies

from his proper hat of truth

with the wave of a magic wand

and a sprinkling of glittering fairy dust

the truth is transformed into a multi-colored scarf

interwoven with golden strands of fiction.



A house of mirrors

opens its door to an idea

in one mirror, the idea appears as the eye beholds it

but the next mirror makes it short

the next makes it fat

and the fourth stretches it out

Standing at the door is the observing ticket taker

who swoops the idea into a sack

and takes it home



a bender of fact

an artist of fantasy

a sculptor of truth

a poet