6 April 2019
Today, write a poem that emphasizes the power of “if,” of the woulds and coulds and shoulds of the world.
If I were mist, I’d waft along, hug the earth, and turn into a cloud,
If I were a cloud, I’d hold messages, bills, love-letters, maybe a poem,
If I were a poem, I’d whisper inventions in words of a million scribes,
If I were the words of a million scribes, I’d stay in storage on the moon,
If I were the moon and waxed, I’d decamp to the end of the galaxy,
If I were the galaxy, I’d serve up cocktails of all numbers to all invitees,
If I were all invitees and all numbers were bubbles, I’d watch us fizz and fizzle,
If I were fizz and fizzle, there’d be no more sums, no divisions, no time,
If I were no time, I’d invite the wonder of words, they’d rhyme, and
If the moon were full, I’d rain rivers of blue ink for a million pens to write.