I’d Like to Be a Poet

This poem began as kind of a silly tribute to Dr. Seuss, at whom I marvel for at least two (though there are many more) reasons.  He is one of the very few authors that nearly everyone has read.  His words have an amazing ability to express profound messages in the simplest of ways.

I’d like to be a poet,
Or better yet a mountain climber.

I shall climb Mount Rhyme,
To find that I’m on time.
Says the sign, it is nine,
Which is fine, but were it ten
Too far behind, I may not climb.

I’d like to be a poet,
Or better yet an explorer.

Within the jungle I shall find
All manner of life among the vines,
Knowledge divine, without confines,
Of rigid lines, made by men,
As I leave behind the old design.

I’d like to be a poet,
Or better yet a bird in flight.

I shall explore the sky sublime,
Breathe in the air yet unconfined,
Aloft, with the wind entwined,
Sunlight enshrined. Search on again,
For truth that mind has not defined.

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