Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #148
I Want To Be A Sorcerer
by Belinda Roddie
I want to be a sorcerer. Could you
begin to imagine how great that'd be?
I'd have a thousand books of spells and brews,
and I'd achieve a total mastery
of everything magic - each jinx and hex,
special elixirs for love, life, and death,
and with each wave of my wand, I would vex
the most logical of minds, every breath
drawn in at the sight of my flowing robes,
my pointy hat, and my ability
to turn a cow into a bird or probe
a human into flying past the trees,
across the sky. Is it too much to ask
to be a wizard, or too hard a task?
by Belinda Roddie
I want to be a sorcerer. Could you
begin to imagine how great that'd be?
I'd have a thousand books of spells and brews,
and I'd achieve a total mastery
of everything magic - each jinx and hex,
special elixirs for love, life, and death,
and with each wave of my wand, I would vex
the most logical of minds, every breath
drawn in at the sight of my flowing robes,
my pointy hat, and my ability
to turn a cow into a bird or probe
a human into flying past the trees,
across the sky. Is it too much to ask
to be a wizard, or too hard a task?
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