BEST SELLER

flickering words
at night
like firefly's
light
gently
nudging
me
vanishing
suddenly
ingenious
flash
just beyond
my grasp
would create
magic
if i could
grab it
thoughts
elusive
as liquid
through a sieve
forming
to hide
in the corners
of my mind
inside me
resides
a Pulitzer
prize
an exceptional
essay
a brilliant
array
of poems
lines
words
and rhymes
if i could
capture
my imaginative
rapture
i'd write
the holy grail
of fictional
tales
yes i'd
table
a mind blowing
fable
if i could
craft
my poetic
wrath
in at
last
i could
cash
if i could pave
my path
with pages of
sadness and laughs
on my epitaph
be mistaken for
Sylvia Plath
if down
i could jot
thoughts
i've lost
be compared
to Robert Frost
if i could
self express
be labeled
a genius
if i only
i could
exhibit
my quick
wit
sure they'd call me
a wordsmith
if i could master
my vision
i'd type a
limited edition
if i could
show
the depths
of my soul
i would produce
chart topping gold
if i could
boxset
things i
forget
would place
a bet
i'd be
a laureate
yes if in
i could hem
those wondrous
little gems
display my
wisdom
be a phenom
with a pen
would print a
story so stellar
would be an
international best seller
until
then
wait with
anticipation
for the
firefly's light
flickering in
the night