A Song for Poets
Sing
Sing with all of your voice
Until your throat is parched and ready to break
Whisper at the waves that break at your feet
And let the sea know that you'll continue
Until there is no more white water
Shout at the wind and let it blow your
Words
Back into your mouths
Let your sight sting with joy
As tree limbs crash down around your feet
Let the arched eyebrow of a lover look at you
Questioning
Your own soul melody mixing with your inner ear
It is something that wants you
Needs you
Like the milky way hurling away at billions of light years
As star stuff links you to all things
More space than solid
Crashing atoms with the self same force
Sing the spinning soul songs
A bird takes flight and rides the waves of the earth
Whispering is louder than shouting
And no pr is worth this weight
Write and feel at the end that you've pored all into its vessel
Worn out from the orgasm of the words
Sucked out to the sea of calm
Singing one last refrain
Done