‘Unspoken Melody’ A Poem by Stewart Storrar
It is the tree rustling in the shrill wind,The amber leaf that falls from the tree,The loose rock from the rigid cliff face,The rogue cloud in a clear sky.It is the smouldering ash,To the raging flames.The mighty sword,To the broken shield.What I am is your perfect chaos.The chaos you refuse to face. The poem, Unspoken …