Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Passport To Adventure

I started writing nonsense
just to kill a little time,
when suddenly I noticed
that my nonsense seemed to rhyme.
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So, then I started stretching,
testing, where my mind would go,
and found it opened doorways
to adventures high and low.
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It was my magic carpet
and I'd journey far and wide,
I'd sit down with pen in hand
letting Wimsey be my guide.
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I'd have a conversation
with a kitten or a dog
or, a one time mighty prince
who became a lowly frog.
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I'd swim with all the fishes
at the bottom of the sea,
or soar aloft with eagles,
untethered, unbounded, free.
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A passport to adventure
in real or fantasy land,
and the only price I pay
is to take my pen in hand.

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