Wishing well

Poem

I came upon a well
deep, and dark
where wishes dwell

flicked a coin
watched it drop
ears listened for a plop

down 

down

down

spun and spun
twirled and twirled
the crown …

down 

down

down

*plop*

I wish I was a giant
with hands a big as hills 
I’d pick stars, as hands pick apples
and drop them by my heels

I wish I was a ocean
I’d roll and crash all day
nobody could make me feel
like a soggy castaway 

I wish I was thunder
I’d roll and crack all night
nobody says that thunder 
is being impolite 

I wish my words were petals
they’ll bloom for radiant hearts
a bouquet of pretty poetry 
in a vase made of the arts

I wish I was a box
marked handle with care
then, all people would know
somethings delicate in there 

I wish I was luminescent 
like a moon jellyfish
all colours would shine through me
for all to see … I wish … 

... I wish, I wish, I wish … 

well, for many things, superfluous 
- as do all of us - 
most of all, I wish I kept that coin
because, I’m about to miss the bus.

© Darius the Mate 24-02-2022