Drooping Heads Poem by JOSEPH JOY

Monotony encamped within walls,
sameness locked the shells.
Tapped tame resonance of sound,
minute by minute close I found.

Mighty stood tower of watch,
stealthy oozing heads to catch.
Shall full bellies i claim,
sound same silent they blame.

Lips tied words to mince,
two spots lips mum since.
Cacophony of words to sleep,
swoon lids lullaby to heap.

Pity jabbed words to still,
patience apart glitter to fill.
Silence threatened few to jerk,
shudder took some to smirk.

Water plowed ways to wake,
parched lips shimmered forsake.
Noon blamed I for pranks,
drooped heads to claim ranks.

Wait while words which wince,
short sharp sound soon still.
Tame taut tongue tip tone,
Bell bang blithe bring balm.