March trio of sonnets I: "aspirationally speaking"

I wrote a few sonnets recently, so I'll be posting three of them.

Here's the first:


aspirationally speaking

I wish that I could climb a mountain like
a mountain climber can, or surf a wave
of monstrous height as eas'ly as a hike
upon a vernal trail. If I could brave
such escapades with daring skill, my days
of tedium would be far less to bear
uneasily, for I would plan my ways
to joust with dragons or seek out the lair
of ancient scourges, to defeat their bane;
or I could have a diff'rent kind of dream,
of legendary love, the prized refrain
where bonding hearts and passions are the theme
which I would hope to proudly emulate
e'en though my fucking would not be so great.