New Master Magician

New Master Magician long poem

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From out of a blue mist comes magic
the voice of a meadow lark, a song
straight from the heart…
well it is magic beyond belief like
something out of a dream like nothing
you’ve ever heard or seen and I still
don’t believe my eyes, how the heck
did he make that rose come alive,
how did he make that 600 pound
tiger disappear from the cage it was
in, how in the world did he walk through
that looking glass, wearing a mask
like the phantom of the opera and
come back through without a scratch
on him, well it’s a mystery to me but
he’s got to be the NEW MASTER
MAGICIAN of the 21st century…
amazing and so very mystifying to
see and you gotta see the DARREN
ROMEO Show, it’s magic beyond belief
like something out of a dream, like
nothing you’ve never heard or seen oh
the enchanting DARREN ROMEO that
can take you to the stars and set your
spirit free, well it’s still a mystery, a
mystery to me but he’s got to be the
a hypnotizing, a mesmerizing NEW

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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