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I should have been an opera singer


I should have been an opera singer,

like my daddy said

I should have been an opera singer,

but now I am a poet instead

 

Don’t get me wrong I could hit

those high notes as high

as any of the best

but to write a poem a day

has been the greatest test.

 

I love Nessum Dorma

Pavarotti’s version though

it always makes me cry

perhaps it is

because I know

the meaning of the word Vincerò!

 

I really should have been an opera singer

like my daddy said

but I decided to be a poet instead

and by the way a teacher too.

 

Poetry is a beautiful thing

Poetry is life.

I try to make my words mean something

and sometimes when I am lucky

the right words come in

so I hope someone to motivate

somebody to grab their Gibson guitar

and make the words just sing.

 

I could have been an opera singer,

like my daddy said

but I want to write poems

for the rest of my life instead.

 

So the next time

you hear my favorite aria

“Nessum Dorma”

you might just think of me

and what I was supposed to be.

 

I could have been an opera singer

like my daddy said

but I chose to be a poet instead

and I hope I am a good one

and get into your head.

 

 

 

 

Looking for A Place to Hide My Dreams


I need to find a  special place

to hide my dreams away.

my memory has left me now

although I begged it to stay

nothing else remains that dear and

time has been so frivolous,

it can’t make up its mind

whether or not,

to stick around

and let me be the one to decide

as to whether

I want to stay

and remember

the moments

that mattered most

to us

like those dreams

I try to keep in a safe place

that never did come true

and are so hard for me to face.