Why is it
That all we see
Is blinded by our humanity?
This creation that we're living in
Has more to it than we believe
There are monsters, ghosts and UFO's
There are portals and doorways
And secret roads
Wishes come true and miracles happen
Curses are cast and spirits broken
But still the unexplained
Is expertly ignored
Dismissed as nonsense
Something absurd
Yet still it's there
As plain as day
There's strangeness here
And it won't go away
So think for a while
And listen too
Because all these mysteries
Can happen to you.
And then perhaps you'll notice
A world full of wonder
And break free of this spell
That we're all under
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The word glamour comes to English from Scots, the English language as spoken in Scotland. In the early 1700s, the Scottish altered the English word grammar to create glamer or glamour; it meant "a magic spell."
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Comments6
There is more happiness and wonder in this world than there is bad but all we here about is the bad stuff.
Andy
It's not about that GF. It's about how we no longer see the magic of this place (good or bad). However, it still happens. I've been listening to a lot of podcasts recently haha
I have a cushion with the following embroidered on its face
‘There are flowers everywhere for those who look’
Sadly, many of us go through life without looking. I enjoyed your poem Saxon Crow. It spoke to me.
I hope you had a lovely conversation with it Cassie. Thanks for reading it.
I'm too busy trying to work out - is it 'glamorous' or 'glamourous'? Spell-check don't like the latter.
Actually it's both
We can use up those 'U's that Americans don't use, e,g. humour/humor.
And here in the Boston area, we don't use our "R"s, so you can use them too Orchi. 😁
Reminds me of a quote, I'm not sure who wrote it, "There are none so blind as those who will not see". Great write Sax. 😊👍
Thanks AP. Hope you are keeping well?
Long as I'm above ground I'm good, You too Sax. 😁
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