Magic Beans

MAGIC BEANS There was magic in those beans!! Colors - reds, greens, blacks, savory flavors, and sweetness, sweetness to ease the uneasiness. They became a sought after reward, payment for being, for existing, payment to an unknown need. Age changed the beans. The colors still held secret the tantalizing rewards flavor. The relief longer lasting yet somehow still lacking the joy of the originals. There was still magic in those beans. Dark Magic, Black Magic, potions that brought less relief, exacerbating the desire for more of what caused the need – for more. There was no bean stalk, no Golden Goose, only the lie of the magic beans feeding the fear of a lonesome child too soon challenged to become a grown-up. John G. Lawless 1/6/2015 For PD’s Magic Beans – Poetry Contest