A poem can be a rocket zoom
That poets ride beyond the sky.
A poem can be a secret room
Where poets watch the world walk by.
A poem can be loud fireworks boom,
All whoosh and zing and sparkling fun.
A poem can be a quiet bloom,
A room, a zoom, a zing!
But poems are only flightless words
Till poets grant them wings.
It’s better to live a poet’s life
Than to live the life of kings and queens.