Poem -
Alchemist’s Toil
Alchemist.
Spinning.
Folding.
Shifting
here to
there.
Stars
to spin.
Space
to fold.
TimeÂ
to shift.
Dimension
byÂ
dimension.
Reality
to reality.
Roiling,
boiling.
AlchemistÂ
stew.
Never
ending.
RecipesÂ
infinite.
Origin’s
book.
InfiniteÂ
pages,
Alchemist’s
toiling,
creating.
Always was.
Always
will be.
SimplyÂ
the way
it is.
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Comments
Good to read you once again J.P now E.J and your imagination and quality writing never tires.
Great to see again and where you took me to be spinned, folded and shifted.
Superb lines that encapsulates an alchemist's work.
Full honors and back tonight to catch up on more of your work.
All the best to you John.
Shaun
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Hi Shaun,
Thought I’d change up on the name thing.
JP still’s fine.Glad you enjoyed the write.
JP
What wizardry is this? It's pure magic and I love it!
So kind BM, thank you for reading.
John
Alchemists stew...I love that and I've always loved that word too. That's exactly what we are John...seeded by gods
from another planet! x
Hi Marion,
Nice to hear from you.
Thanks for reading.
John