a wand of disappearances operate in our very midst who is the conductor of its vanishing gist?
where once our fellow poets did pleasantly reside now the wicked wand has eradicated their bide
numerous blank spaces symbolize the conductor's vice employing a wand which has emptied the rice
black the hour black the day a black instrument whisking them all too suddenly away a wand so dark of intent wanting to wane our writers tent
the subtracting conductor will be planning future disappearances so be mindful of its wand's unsolicited clearances
Up until three days ago, poet Rye Sing was actively contributing and commenting on the Hello Poetry site. I find it most strange that he/she has just disappeared into thin air.