Call Me Too Poem by David Taylor

Shall I write a book?
Or create a play?
Make a movie?
How about a ballet?

And what would I say,
that you don’t already know?
Words that will ebb and flow?
An entrancing staged display?
A wonderful pageant?
An iconographic show?

Why do I paint a painting,
to show you what I see?
Do you want to use my eyes
to see what’s been dreamed by me?

If you were awake
what would you need of me?
Is a poem any more
than a wake up call,
to knock upon your door?

Does It have the right sound
to wake you on this day?
Are you fully sated
and ready to come and play?
Or will you wait to see
what tomorrows poems say?

And please, please don’t forget
to call me too.
I have dreamt for far too long,
I too would like to wake.
To come, and be, with you.