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Magna Of Illusion
Cornwall and the harbor
Where witches went mad more than once and
Until this day
In dreams at least
The lighthouse at Lost Christabel
Squat and hugely tilts
Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built
And having stood the test of time
The starry gale the bloody tide
Grandad's house though gaped with hooks
And filled with books
Could stand no more until
A certain prophecy
Once read—now stood
Before the world fulfilled
Now of these books in Granddad's keep
Some of them were new but mostly they were old
And the oldest was a scroll
A prophecy that read
When the riddle begins
The story will end
August the First 1892
And in the guise of destiny
Granddad quit Cornwall
“I'm a captain of a ship
My ship is charmed and called Plutonia”
Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
Ships charmed and ordinary
Sailed the glidepath to the sun
And when the sun proved false
As it always does
Some of them would be lost
And some would sail back home
It was no star
But a magna of illusion
I mean by that
The mirror found
In the chamber of jade grown like a seed
Deep within the ground
The mirror found
By one man
So on and off again
He sailed the Europe's rim
On and off, off and on
Until his time had come
Through tears and smiles
The last domain
The rods of broken crystal
On and off and off again
Until his time had come
Late to the story that had been
But early to the riddle not yet begun
August the First 1893
The charmed ship Plutonia
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
And none too soon it seems
That night the Captain's granddaughter
Would celebrate her birthday
“I've come a long way,” said the Captain,
“From Lost Christabel this night.
Accompanied by my dog familiar,
To blast your rafters with my surprise.
Granddaughter, It's a foreign mirror
Taken from the jungle by crime!”
Stories on land, storms at sea
'Tween 1892 and '93
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
When tables collapse
And floors have filled
And the party's over, it's all over
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom
I've warped the stuff of ground
What seems to be is not
Behind closed eyes
Realize your sight
Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise
More light than sun,
more dark than night then
More a snare than lust
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More a snare than lust
more dark than night then
More light than sun,
Mine, granddaughter, proves a surprise
Realize your sight
Behind closed eyes
What seems to be is not
I've warped the stuff of ground
Sea-dogs and rockers will dwell on doom
And the party's over, it's all over
And floors have filled
When tables collapse
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
'Tween 1892 and '93
Stories on land, storms at sea
Taken from the jungle by crime!”
Granddaughter, It's a foreign mirror
To blast your rafters with my surprise.
Accompanied by my dog familiar,
“From Lost Christabel this night.
“I've come a long way,” said the Captain,
Would celebrate her birthday
That night the Captain's granddaughter
And none too soon it seems
Sailed like a ray into Cornwall
The charmed ship Plutonia
August the First 1893
But early to the riddle not yet begun
Late to the story that had been
Until his time had come
On and off and off again
The rods of broken crystal
The last domain
Through tears and smiles
Until his time had come
On and off, off and on
He sailed the Europe's rim
So on and off again
By one man
The mirror found
Deep within the ground
In the chamber of jade grown like a seed
The mirror found
I mean by that
But a magna of illusion
It was no star
And some would sail back home
Some of them would be lost
As it always does
And when the sun proved false
Sailed the glidepath to the sun
Ships charmed and ordinary
When Granddad sailed for Mexico
'Tween 1892 and '93
Stories on land, storms at sea
My ship is charmed and called Plutonia”
“I'm a captain of a ship
Granddad quit Cornwall
And in the guise of destiny
August the First 1892
The story will end
When the riddle begins
A prophecy that read
And the oldest was a scroll
Some of them were new but mostly they were old
Now of these books in Granddad's keep
Before the world fulfilled
Once read—now stood
A certain prophecy
Could stand no more until
And filled with books
Grandad's house though gaped with hooks
The starry gale the bloody tide
And having stood the test of time
Upon the strand where Grandad's house was built
Squat and hugely tilts
The lighthouse at Lost Christabel
In dreams at least
Until this day
Where witches went mad more than once and
Cornwall and the harbor
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