{"id":424,"date":"2015-07-29T07:26:47","date_gmt":"2015-07-29T14:26:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tomswritings.lewczyk.net\/?p=424"},"modified":"2024-05-20T11:32:34","modified_gmt":"2024-05-20T18:32:34","slug":"the-magician-classic","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/?p=424","title":{"rendered":"The Magician [Classic] (unfinished poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><em>Though unfinished, this poem tells a story of&nbsp;a boy coming of age. I&#8217;ve yet to decide whether he ends up accepting the role of royal heir, or whether his father ends up accepting that the boy has another path. It would be interesting if the boy grows up to be the titled magician who, late in life, goes back in time to help shape his own destiny&#8230;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><em>Some of the phrasing&nbsp;is a little awkward. Unlike some of my other poems, I haven&#8217;t worked with it over the years to polish the wording &#8212;&nbsp;probably because the&nbsp;poem is unfinished.&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000080;\"><em>I don&#8217;t plan&nbsp;for this poem to be part of my&nbsp;big Alice-like narrative.&nbsp;<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<hr>\n<p>Gossip spread throughout the land<br \/>\nBy word of mouth the news had come<br \/>\nHis services became demand<br \/>\nAnd as a fire loyally fanned<br \/>\nHis fame had managed to expand<br \/>\nEncompassing the vast kingdom<\/p>\n<p>He moved about the outlying farms<br \/>\nA few days here, a couple there<br \/>\nBy potions, spells, and magic charms<br \/>\nHe did his best for future harms<br \/>\n(He cured a couple gammied arms<br \/>\nAnd aided with a foaling mare)<\/p>\n<p>When rumor finally reached the king<br \/>\nHis advisor told him what to do<br \/>\n&#8220;Attempt to make an offering<br \/>\nThe proper bit of persuading<br \/>\nAnd he&nbsp;might cure your mad bantling<br \/>\nWho, of your heir, he is in lieu&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The king knew this be wise indeed<br \/>\nHis bastard son was all he had<br \/>\nAnd should there e&#8217;er arise the need<br \/>\nIf no more heirs sprang from his seed<br \/>\nHe would publicly announce the deed<br \/>\nIf he had agreement from the lad<\/p>\n<p>The trouble with the boy was that<br \/>\nHe did not want to be a prince<br \/>\nUpon the finer things he spat<br \/>\nAt royal balls, he was a brat<br \/>\nHe did not relish growing fat<br \/>\nAnd at etiquette he&#8217;d wince<\/p>\n<p>He had in mind to be a knight<br \/>\nTo travel to a distant shore<br \/>\nOr even wield a mages light<br \/>\nOr practice with his <em>magic sight<\/em><br \/>\nOr learning how to read and write<br \/>\nAs over books he&#8217;d pore<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Though unfinished, this poem tells a story of&nbsp;a boy coming of age. I&#8217;ve yet to decide whether he ends up accepting the role of royal heir, or whether his father ends up accepting that the boy has another path. It would be interesting if the boy grows up to be the titled magician who, late &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/?p=424\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;The Magician [Classic] (unfinished poem)&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[7,20],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/424"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=424"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/424\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2522,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/424\/revisions\/2522"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=424"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=424"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lewczyk.net\/tomswritings\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=424"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}