“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Thursday, February 4, 2016
The Son in a murmuration
Enunciate so I may extricate exact meaning,
To take shape, elucidate and translate
When you mumble, I fumble for accurate definition
What is the intention of your failure to mention directly
what you intend to convey, or say
about the beats of the bush.
Please pronounce each phonetic
instead of mumbling so humble when
a mutter means so much more
than a stutter,
but is still much softer than a stammer.
Write bigger so I can see you better.
I cannot stand on the shaky wavering scrawls
that angle consonants at a lilt
and hangs on a high note, I cannot reach
the top hat beat, picking up your
rote rhythm, a murmur,
a murmur
doesn't go so well
a murmuring swell
a murmur-oh hell,
a murmur in his heavy heart
explains the interrupted pace
saving face, not wasting words
a murmuring beats to another drum
thumping and pumping your wings,
I hear you, loud and clear.
Image by Walter Baxter of starling murmuration taken 11/11[CC BY-SA 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons.
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