The Water Song
The first visible ray of sunshine
Is snatched from the unyielding sky
Murky waves lurking in a single line
Turns the tide in a significant way.
Hymns are sung to the melody of water
Bedlam with elapsed goals and dreams
The cloak is the tackle of rhyme matter
Repeatedly downrush freely at the seams.
The cliff is painted by the morning light
Also, the stones there are truly talkative
A calamity that was merely sketched right
For ancestor's bones, there's no alternative.
Word conflicts hump my tongue twitch
So I'll never be able to satisfy my hunger
Notably, when one has multiple switches
Blowback with a clap of fury and thunder.
The pen in my grip has me feel like a judge
with no verse left to the whims of chance
If I'm the blaze, no one can hold a grudge
Indeed, I was conceived for a floor dance.
Written: April 28, 2023
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