18 Sep 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 061 Scepter and crown

Scepter and crown, come tumble down, now it rises from the underground. Can you hear the music?

Beauty in this world, she lies, hidden in its home, there once, then gone again, with the wind she roams

An echoing song, like the leaves dance with the wind, I’ve seen them, pass in silence, or stand and watch again

I have seen it, grow and die there, in these places where it’s free, a walk, along the subway, I can still hear it’s melody

It’s an easy way to get there, in and out again, yet me, like lots of others, who wander to its end

Beauty in this world, she lies, hidden in its home, there once, then gone again, with the wind she roams