Thought I'd dabble in 'dissonance poetry'. It's different, but in my opinion a brilliant form of expression.
Written October 6, 2011
From dawn of time, in dark in light,
Waters flowed unrelenting and tumultuous.
Deliberate discordance screamed across the void,
Yet beyond the clouds, the wailing of unrelenting harmony was heard.
Cacophony comes forth from the shadows of intention.
Tearful chords strike with minor tones.
Why then do we still hear the rhythm of hope's dream?
Do we know not of its sweet release?
This…… is our wait.
Turn a phrase, scramble the words because
Scratchy surfaces cut the tips of embrace.
No longer pleasing to the senses……. in a poetical sense,
This dissonance must be experienced!
To come full circle in the hearts and souls of what is to be