Crest

Melody in the memory
Thinking for the singing
Drowning in isolated glory

Tell me the ways
Meters of my life,
Rhythms to place,
Tell me how to sing,

Searching, I wander
Down on the beaches,
Feet naked, I wonder

Trees of my words,
Varieties that confound,
In harmony or dissonance?
Rising and falling
They are spiralling

Letters flowering,
Wordplay constant,
Stumping, tricking
Into making same words

Stuffy words,
Aristocratic words,
Dance stiffly.
The melody surround
Spiralling round.

Flowers of music,
Wordly petals,
Falling silently
On the unlearned.


I can't write. God bless me.
And I am motivated enough or lazy enough to go out and copy this over from my last.fm
Cue for the following post on this.