What I’d do if I had wings
I’d chase the stars and count the rings
On Saturns outer limits
They defy the laws of gravity
They are visible for my eyes to see
Until the clouds shade my visibility
And I fly about my way
To see the things I haven’t seen
Not just pictures on the silver screen
Or a vision in a vivid dream
That opens my imagination
I’ll tip the scales of mediocrity
And soar the skies more vibrantly
To cure my curiosity
And to justify the means

paths of gold dappled bronze,
effulgence framed mauves 'n pink,
mirror sun-star in sky in yon
blue-purple drapes and silk.

swift the magpie and the swallow
dart in swoops of flame 'n fire
as overhead in shimmering halo
circles buzzard ever higher

o'er jardin of country-house
rich in greens and reds
as solitary darts a field-mouse
towards yon shrubbery beds

a bullet from a rifle
outta paradise
another life stifled
for buzzards love their mice