Knocks keep knocking

A rearrangement of previous poem "Silence speaks"

Tunes in my head
Driftwood in bottles
Washing icicles from my bed
Frozen dreams wake
Under sand blossoms
Sandpaper restless
Itchy to sleep
Snores keep vigil
Rest left behind
Dream scrape
Known your known
Tourniquet bottles in junkets of sand
Pulling your essense, sanding you smooth
Clear as moon nails
Unknown grows
Scraping moonscape
Reflection below
Sleep wake don't know
Driftwood in bottles
Your keep your keep
Driftwood your sleep
Where the knocks keep knocking
You know you know
The pearl in sand
Just out of reach
Drift to remember
Catch to feel
Reminder remember
Drift rearrange
Tune to retune
Lessons to know
Knocks keep knocking

Denis Streeter 10/17/11