This is a writing I just began and finished last night. I am not sure it has a catefory of writing . It doesn’t rhyme at this point. I cannot say that this is a finished product. I may even decide to rhyme it of form it down the road.
Cant really expect many to even catch what it is about. I would be interested in hearing plenty of critics. that’s fine with me. I may or may not agree.
Here it is -peace
It begins after this
Spiral, spiral in the sky
But where does thines’ math and number three ‘come one
Ney, ney, ney, I prefer, request if I may
Your dancing delight
Gently spinning; flowing and curved
Oh yes there spirals my mind returnsy
But once on math and nature
Are you what’s to be their escalator
Escalator to the Moon I heard
Ya’ know, each time, pleasant, the time we spend
To lay back and ponder; you, ya’ll, them
Spiral my dear friend,
If you think
If this is to be any way the nature thy intend
Oh yes my dear friend Spiral
Could be fear, for humans may be coming
I think you should run.