Smart Guy Villanelle Poem by Don Tiedemann

I need to hang out with a smarter crowd.
So many words I have read but never
Had the pleasure of hearing spoken aloud.

The teachers all said I was off in a cloud.
They never expected anything clever.
I need to hang out with a smarter crowd.

It gets dark and windy in my cloud.
The daydreams I have could make you shiver.
There is so much I have never spoken aloud.

If all that has thenned could be magically nowed.
If my life in a flash could stand and deliver.
I might finally fit in with that smarter crowd.

I try to be humble. I am helplessly proud.
My day is not yet, its still somewhere upriver,
When I will stand in the pulpit and shout it aloud.

I need to hang out with a smarter crowd,
To understand something and share it aloud.
To take the stage in front of whomever
Could get what I say (so exceedingly clever) .