Daily Ditty #35 - A Poet

I guess the euphoria of the new year had to wear off some time...


A poet looks at a tree

And sees something else entirely.

A witch, his childhood or infinity.

I see a tree.


A composer listens to a voice

And is moved to rejoice

In a song, an opera, an anthem for pro-choice.

I hear a voice.


A teacher takes a child

And shapes something waiting and wild

Into poet, composer, painter, scientist, inventor - on these, the muses have smiled.

I’m still a child

Waiting.