Yesterday’s enlightenment
Becomes today’s delusion.
Smoky mirrors give a show
Then charge for their confusion.
I trust. What else is there to do?
Perhaps the smoke will clear
And should that need a miracle
I’ll wait for it right here.
Linked to dVerse Poetics where Amaya is hosting with the theme “smoke and mirrors”.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 
I do believe that we can see through the smoke and expose the magician if we are careful enough.
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Hopefully so. Thank you, Bjorn!
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An excellent, insightful take on “smoke and mirrors”.
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Thank you, Magarisa!
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Melodic with a lovely message Frank.
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Thank you, Linda!
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This is very good, Frank
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Thank you, Robbie!
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Love the illustration….and the upbeat, expectant waiting at the end.
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Thank you, Lillian!
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Sometimes all you can do is wait for a miracle…I like your poetry, Frank, because it is always hope-filled and trusting.
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I am glad you like it, Jenna. Thank you!
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Wonderful photos. The green is so green on the leaves, the butterfly pales in comparison. I like your succinct wording and clarity of where you stand.
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Thank you, Jade!
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You are welcome, Frank.
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You are the master of haiku and brevity; love the sly rhyme scheme; and yes, hope seems to cling around your neck like a love pendant.
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Thank you, Glenn!
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You’re a better man than I Frank. I admire your ability to trust. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe! It is sometimes hard to trust.
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It is. But I think you succeed better than most.
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You described our political situation very well!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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I like the rhyme and rhythm of this poem, Frank, and the clear message, despite the smoky mirrors.
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Thank you, Kim!
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Yes, Frank. I think the illusion fails if the onlooker practices patience and persistence. Smoke and mirrors and all the glam and glitz depends on a stupefied, instantly gratified audience.
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Thank you, Amaya!
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There’s power in quiet patience and trust.
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Thank you, Lynn!
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Exquisite. I love a solid rhyme.
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Thank you, Xan!
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I like the recognition that one must live through – wait right here – a thoughtful piece on the human condition.
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Thank you!
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Pleasure Frank
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Cocoons
Come And
Go One May
Wish For Magic
And Dream’s Fruition
A Globe Cocoon Just Waiting
To Spread Out Its Butterfly Wings
Fluttering HeART FeLT Wisdom Spirit Beauty LoVE FoR aLL SoULS TRuTH iN LiGHT NoW
SMiLes Frank PerHaps A Bigger Picture None of Us See is Coming Soon to Butterfly Wings..:)
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Thank you, Fred!
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Thank You Frank
Always a Pleasure
To Come by..:)
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Be still until the smoke clears and the water stills. Where else to be but right here?
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Thank you, Frank!
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Interesting and engaging direction you’ve taken with your perspective on Amaya’s smoke & mirrors prompt Frank well written.
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Thank you, Rob!
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yes best to wait for our worldly quagmire to resolve itself by studying nature … stunning shots Frank!
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Thank you, Kate!
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