Any person asked will say they can sit in their room for hours with plugs in Listening to a tune of someone else’s creation Then why is it so hard to read a poem? Both someone else’s words While songs are valued for their tune Poems for their words A poem holds a story which a modern song can’t express
The ***** scream as the sun eats the moon Birds beg In an unknown tune It prevails as a threat what one wants to hear? Itching...tumbling Telling or yelling Which? The sand Harm-less/full Which? Decisions why Frozen in motion Organs seems it hard Blank: Blinked? Decisions
Looking down at the feet he knows so well caged by beady eyes, his colors hypnotize the crows. Dry straw his guts, is he the scarecrow they fear? The eagle’s wings they envy? The serene owl they loathe?