16 January, 2010

I wish I could write

I wish I could write for then I'd write my thoughts, I would write about my travels and experiences. I would write about the sailor trapped on the ship with the blue spotted crocodile or perhaps about the talking frog who croaks his wise words to all those who pass. I wish I could write so that I'd run out of paper and ink, I'd let the ostrich fly and your dog talk. I wish I could write so I could make people smile or laugh or cry. I wish I could write so I could have an adventure, with pirates and a talking parrot. I'd let the innocent prisoner free and I'd make sure the father would find his lost son. I wish I could write so that I could describe seasons, people, cities and my feelings. I wish I could write so I could organise my thoughts. I wish I could write so that I could really explain to you how much I'd like to be able to write.

I wish I could write so that I could give you an account of the couple sitting opposite me. He's stroking her hair and she's whispering sweet nothings into his ear. I wish I could write so I could describe their love to you. I wish I could write to set a scene or to make you think. I wish I could write to give my stance on things. I wish I could write so I could show my appreciation to music, art and creativity. I wish I could write so that my creative flow could finally flow and be free. I wish I could write so I could make up a secret language.

I wish I could write so that I could write about the old man who lost his wife, and about the kid who rode his bike. I wish I could write so I could tell you about the cat that sits in the alley near your house, and about the mouse in your floorboards. I wish I could write so I could write about the sky and the sea, the snow and the sun. I wish I could write so I could write about the elephants in South East Asia, the monkeys in Brazil and the dolphins in Hawaii. I wish I could write so I could tell you all about Berlin. I wish I could write about the lakes in Austria and about the architecture in Vienna. I wish I could write so that I could write about the orange that was yellow and the banana that was orange. I wish I could write so that I could make up a story about the gherkin with the mustache and the strawberry with the umbrella.

I wish I could write to tell you how much I like raspberries and how much I enjoy riding my bike through Berlin. I wish I could write so that I'd write about the music I listen to and the books I read. I wish I could write so I could tell you about things you may like about me. I wish I could write so I could be truthful and tell you about my annoying habits too. I wish I could write so I could tell you about how much I like taking photos. I wish I could write so I could set a scene and explain why I took the photo. I wish I could write so that I'd have more to read.

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