I have no idea what form this poem is, but I have a feeling I’m not the first to create one like this. It feels a little like Emily Dickinson to me. I used the fortune for the title, but that may change if I ever publish it.

Life to you is a dashing, bold adventure
By Michelle Garren-Flye

You’re too old for adventure everyday,
so why do you battle pirates in the bath
and sharks in the kitchen sink?
You’re just too old for this kind of play!
Add it up…do the math
then tell me what you think.

It might be too late for you, I guess.
Real love can’t match what’s in your mind—
so for me there is no chance…
But what if I join you on your quest?
Just maybe if I was one of your kind,
in your eyes, my person would enhance.

Who cares if we choose to escape the strife?
After all is said and done, it’s our life.