Remember, remember the fifth of November,
oh Jesus, the broflakes are loose,
spare us the mansplaining, actuallies, concern feigning;
and shove it right up your caboose.
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Poetry by me... Hi, I'm Charl (they/them) - nonbinary trans nerd. D&D. Fantasy. Games. Social commentary. Art. Food. Poetry. Feminism. Witchcraft. Atheism. More art. Occasionally inflicting you with piano or even worse my singing. Giving heed to the conspiracy that all cutlery is secretly listening to us planning on taking over the world... or something.
Sunday, November 05, 2017
The Difficult Magic
when you don't expect sparkle and pop
or to swell like Gandalf
or glamour like Dumbledore
when you expect to do less today
than you ever have before
when your impact is small
but the outcome is big
and you take nothing from the world
that you couldn't restore
this is the great magic
the endless bore
to love beyond measure
to wait beyond pleasure
to give beyond showing
to learn beyond knowing
to trust in your heart
forgive when it's smart
see the beauty in the noise
permit yourself the little joys
-o0o-
or to swell like Gandalf
or glamour like Dumbledore
when you expect to do less today
than you ever have before
when your impact is small
but the outcome is big
and you take nothing from the world
that you couldn't restore
this is the great magic
the endless bore
to love beyond measure
to wait beyond pleasure
to give beyond showing
to learn beyond knowing
to trust in your heart
forgive when it's smart
see the beauty in the noise
permit yourself the little joys
-o0o-
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