If I lived not as a poet
I’m not sure what I would be
Maybe I would be a pilot
For a flight over the sea
I might be an English teacher
Since I have a way with words
Then again, my life could feature
A career that deals with birds.
If I lived not as a poet
Maybe I would come to find
That my skill is decorating
Or installing mini-blinds
I could ride a magic carpet
And then, place it on the floor
But, I know that life would quickly
Serve to become quite a bore.
If I lived not as a poet
I’m not sure what life I’d choose
I could scratch a card for millions
But, I know that I would lose
Redefining life is crazy
So, a poet I shall be
‘til the angels come to take me
For my flight over the sea!
© 2007 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection
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Ron
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Well Done,
Lew
I wouldn't have read this scrumptious thing you posted.
Might not have the best of worlds in retirement.
Never meet such good and kind friends on AD,
and would be a probable bore to everyone seeking something to do... like writing freee verse, and reading the poems of others.
Love and Life to Jill - Bill
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
Storms headed your way; stay safe, be careful; you're in my prayers!
ONce the poetry bug bites, you have to write. :) And you do, in beautiful, perfect form: you're one of the best here for writing; you educate, entertain, inspire, and bring blessings to those who are fortunate enough to have you write a poem for them. Well done! Glad to call myself a Poet. I tell everyone I'm a full time poet. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love,
Eileen
I would not paint a picture,
of my universe with words,
but I might be alot richer.
Well I am retired but if i were not a poet
I don't know what I would have been
I know one thing, you'll find me not
On a rocking chair
Love & Peace
William