I strolled through the market
Glancing at random for treasure
A summer breeze lilted
Coaxed Hollywood style
By a shoulder high
Wind maker
Lost in knick knacks
Hand-crocheted doilies
Paperback books
Brick-a-brack
Old postcards and Coca Cola memorabilia
That beckoned me
To buy
The shop keeper placed
Tea for the Tillerman
On the turntable
With a click and spin
Wild World
Drifted in waves over shelves full
Of antique toys
Old license plates
And furniture that once
Held someone else’s junk
And it’s breakin’ my heart you’re leavin’
Baby, I’m grievin’
Turned corners and wound through
Dream catchers and feather boas
Reflected from framed
Prints depicting long forgotten
Scenes in black and white
It’s hard to get by just upon a smile
Melancholy overwhelmed me
I remembered a love letter
Corny and romantic all at once
Plagiarized words
Designed to steal my heart
But it was already stolen
But just remember there’s a lot of bad and beware
Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world
*Italicized lyrics ~ Cat Stevens
©50Figment 2016 ~ Kimberly Kratz
50: A Figment of my Imagination 