Magic Beans

I played the bugle,
I cried…
My drummer wanted to be the singer
in those days long ago,
before televisions,
before cars.
Horses and carts roamed the streets,
apples and rotten carrots lay there.
Now in 2017 I am stagnant.
I created magic once
before jealousy took hold.

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Author: leeethomas

Visual Artist, musician and writer from Australia. Interested in Love and the Mind.

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