Bard -

Than songs that I can write

Choosing what I want to bring

Will leave some far behind

I know a tale for you

A message and a poem

The thoughts that I’m going to share

Depend on where I roam

I’ll tell you of my heartbreaks

And things that make me weak

This voice is growing tired

So let my fingers speak

My interpretations and questions

Read for understanding

Right or wrong

Put together pieces

Some parts alone

Lifting all restrictions

In favour of progress

Why all the rhyming

In circles you may run

Though with less branches

More bedlam can be fun

Melody and rhythm will control

Won’t you just drift away

Let the image flow

Language and word-smithing

Sounds will guide me

Finding choices in the maze

Different flavours of the same

Even drafts contain a ray

Metaphor a new pathway

Twisting lines to poetry

As long as it makes sense to me

Cannot lead so easily

And it doesn’t have to be followed