I should have been an actor,
thespian treader of the boards.
Resplendent audience distractor
with my bard-like vocal cords.
*
I should have been a sailor
Ride seahorses. Leave my wake.
But they call me ‘Simple Simon,’
sadly not Sir Francis Drake.
*
I should have been a cyclist,
racing in the peloton.
Climbing alpine peaks in lycra,
sprinting for Olympic Gold.
*
I should have been a racing driver,
screeching around tight hairpin bends.
‘Max Verstappen! Eat my rubber!’
I would scream in slipstreamed air.
*
I should have been a writer
Well, perhaps that dream’s not gone.
Or is this just the final chapter…
My final dream. My swan song.
*
Originally published at https://medium.com/the-lark/i-should-have-been-65b7b0ff8637
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Simon Aylward
Undiscovered Irish Playwright and Poet - Seeker of eternal youth - Wannabe time traveller and believer in spiritual energies - Too many books to read, not enough time!
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Lovely, poignant reflections; a writer/poet you are, and a darn good one! :)
Beautifully done, you might have been a lot of things, but you're a wonderful poet.