Elegy

[tectak]

Why should we bother
to stipple-foot gather
where the sun broken-melons the sky.
And we try -
to couch up our fists over raw amethysts
and the schists of our home
of our bones.
But the blood runs chough-black
as we ride on their backs
through the brack
through the brack
of the stones.
I will unclench this couch
I won't cough, I won't slouch
I won't curse
the bean green of the clover.
The tractors wont cough
as they plow the cleft rough
I won't curse
as they turn the earth over.
The chore hands won't stay
and the orchids won't pray
oh daddy
I miss you today.
oh daddy
I miss you
today.

Titled.
Why schist?
Why couch?
Why brack?
Why stipple?
I ask because I do not know. I deleted my first post on this because you gave it a title. I have to ask another question. What came first, the tune or the words?
As an uncommited piece of rhyming verse it does have merit, but I think you need to get to your point a little earlier, now that you know what it has turned out to be about.
Best,
tectak