Things I am
If I was a number, I would be 8.
If I was a color, I’d be a rich plum with a golden trim.
If I was a fruit, I’d be a red pear. An atypical Apple.. though, I’ll always be grapes for the essence and esthetic.
If I was a place, I’d be an empty opera house lit by candles just like the renaissance.
If I was an animal, I’d be a Deer - though I admire Elephants and their wisdom, and long to be as beautiful as a swan.
If I was a planet, I’d be Mercury. For what am I?
If I was a word, I would be Bide. For all the time I spend.
If I was a grammatical rule, I’d be alliteration. Repetitive yet varied.
If I was a song, I’d be ‘All’s Well that Ends (In Medias Res’ by Los Campesions!
If I was a time of day, I’d be 8 pm. When the world cools and stars wink their first goodnights.
If I was a type of cloud, I’d be Cirrostratus for my fleeting grace.
If I was a season, I’d be Fall. A time of preparation.. and a lack of gr**n.
If I was a soil, I’d be Clay. Soft, shapable and reliable.
If I was a creature of folk lore or myth, I’d be a Siren. Misleading.
If I was a star, I’d be at my life’s end. An ember edging to fall from Gods cigar.
If I was Alive, I’d make a choice.