Safehouse@CoachHouse August3, 2011- We were rolling dice to determine number of musicians to make up ensembles, and another roll to determine length of piece. Annie Kerr was on violin, and the mood was right so I decided to improvise a poem I had just written:
The Under Water Chorus
listen to the sea
hear the pebbles gently rub together
as the sea inches them up the beach
then pulls them in again
water fingers cling to each pebble, sing
Come with me come with me come with me
I’ll take you far out to sea
Maybe, whisper pebbles, we’ll come with you a way.
A dance, a tease
We will come we will come we will come
No no no,
we will stay, we will stay, we will stay.
We are of the land,
we will always be this way
can’t you hear us tapping,
knocking one against the other
While you wrap wrap wrap
your fingers in and out and all around about.
Come away come away come away
No No No
We will stay we will stay we will stay
Lie here on the beach
Yet another day, yet another day.