I
saw them dance the other day
And this I often do.
And this I often do.
They moved rhythmically,
Like the sound of the music
Had sewn them together,
To move in sync.
Like the sound of the music
Had sewn them together,
To move in sync.
Then a song I do not know
But I begin to sing.
The dance floor
Ever so white.
The flute I play
Ever so its colour.
Inspiration!
Has me on the playlist
But I begin to sing.
The dance floor
Ever so white.
The flute I play
Ever so its colour.
Inspiration!
Has me on the playlist
My flute,now a baton
Disguised: my pen.
I conduct the orchestra
And these dancers
Dance a poem.
Disguised: my pen.
I conduct the orchestra
And these dancers
Dance a poem.
I'm just a poet
Making these words dance,
From a randomly chosen song
Making these words dance,
From a randomly chosen song
Inspiration on shuffle
You're next on the playlist.
You are a poet,
Do make words dance.
You're next on the playlist.
You are a poet,
Do make words dance.
-Royyce Jeddi O'Zionn
[Written on 31-7-2012.Inspired by a
line from Shrewd Banana's poem, "The Poet's Curse:" So I write,and
hope the words will dance together"]