I Want To Be Wonderful

I want to be wonderful;
Sing and dance like I’m beautiful,
Bring brilliant light wherever I go,
And deplete the world of sad and sorrow.

If one can live free, I’d want that for me,
But life has costs that are too much to live free.
If we sell ourselves short, we lose choice and liberty,
And poor and powerless, we find that freedom is not free.

The world is my backyard to stretch and to grow;
With secret hollows as private treasures to stow.
This city is home; my personal place to dance and wiggle,
But I have not seen it all, as there is still much to learn and know.

I am not wonderful or free, so what do you see in me?
We want what we know yet see what we want to see.
Can we see what we don’t know and want what we can’t see?
Perhaps wonderful is not known, so wonderful we cannot be.

The other side is greener, but my own grass I’ll mow,
As realistic goals can be kept grounded and low,
And foundations can be built to stage a live show,
Until wonderful is no longer the goal, but has been status quo.

I Want To Be Wonderful .//.08.25.10.//. Carma C.


New poem, yay! August has been a great art month so far. The character board for Sammy the octopus is coming along nicely, and the plot is all set. All there needs to be done still is making the artwork itself. Whee... I make it sound so easy, but it's debatably the hardest part. Designs are coming along for the other project, and vital contacts + information are obtained or pursued. Some props and costume pieces need to be made for Saturday's event, but those are minor details. I am hosting a BBQ tomorrow, so hosting and cooking abilities will be tested. I love having no school sometimes. The three weeks off school is going by too fast and there's still so much I want to do!