Sort of a Song

"Let the snake wait under
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait
sleepless.
--through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits the rocks."
I really liked the first stanza of this poem, it flowed very well and the images described were very vivid. The second stanza seemed kind of garbled and erratic. The two stanzas show the two different way of writing. The first being when the words just flow and come easily. It is like a snake that moves smoothly and can strike with deadly force. This is like when a writer has a profound sentence that just magnifies the whole collaboration of sentences to make their point.
The second stanza is when a writer has writer's block or has a hard time getting their point across.