Thursday, February 23, 2012

Candy Man's Delights

MAG 105


 image: epic mahoney
 Photograph courtesy Tess Kinkaid, Magpie Tales on Blogger

He doesn't come
In a stretch  limousine
To wait in front
Of a bright neon lit door

What you now see
Having taken his sweets
Is a man with a bike
Psychedelic greens and baby pinks

You want to go higher
Further than ever before
Tasting the magic of treats
Candy man's white sherbets and sweets

Every fibre inside awash
With untold delight
As the man with the goodies
Leaves pushing his drugs and his bike

When you come down
From dazzling heights
The colours all faded
The candy man who can, no longer in sight





Barbara M Lake ©
Trinidad WI
February 2012

8 comments:

  1. 'The Candy Man' ... who knows exactly what kind of drug he peddles? I loved this entertaining poem!

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  2. He takes your money and takes your life.

    Leaving behind; heartbreak and strife.

    Way to go Bee!
    rel

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    1. candy man, candy man...kinda glad he no longer haunts my dreams...

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  3. Interesting take on this Magpie image...

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  4. I like where this one went - the piece very fitting for the prompt! Magic, Bee!

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  5. Intriguing piece, very nicely done...

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  6. Agreement w/ Tumblewords: intriguing, nicely done.

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