the sound of the beat
so long without heat
in these hands
kaboom
kathunk
rhythm fantastic
slamming, we blast it
enter another plain
baadung
ting
old familiar heart stops
dripping in memory drops
serenity stains
gadong
Ttsssss
picking up life lines
serving 'em with drum's fine
tingling fingers demand
pahdum
kah-tshh
slowly we bring it down
in clave sticks we do drown
yesterday's hurt refrain
-and together withstand
harhum...
It's Wednesday. I may be late, but I am going to link into One Shot Wednesday. Join me if you've got some words to share...
Your poems about drumming are among my very favourites. This one is no exception. Fantastic.
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Drum away, my friend! My rhythm now is crutches on the floor, moving faster each day...
ReplyDeletenice...love all the sounds in this....badump chrssss
ReplyDelete@Me: Aw, thanks sweetie. I haven't been to drumming in a few months and tonight circle was great.
ReplyDelete@mairmusic: What did you do to yourself Marilynn? Ach, you poor thing! That is not the rhythm that you want to play, but I guess it gets the music out in some way.
ReplyDelete@Brian: The music flows from so many different instruments that I just try to capture what I can; their sounds, feels, spirit. I love the power that it has. Very sweet & I even got to play the hang tonight.
ReplyDeleteHere is a video of some didgeridoos being accompanies by a hang
http://youtu.be/bqMgL5qmZ-k
Sweet piece. These rhythm lines definitely groove.
ReplyDeleteinteresting sounds, thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteanna :)
And the band plays on with gusto in New Day Land.
ReplyDeleteI hear this as a jazz kit, smooth and sassily gorgeous!
xoxo
Love the sounds and rhythm in this piece!
ReplyDeleteGiving sounds the life they deserve. Very creative and unique. I enjoyed this MUCH!!!!!!!
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@Dasuntoucha: Thanks. I love when we can hit a groove, as it fills me then & keeps on inspiring me later.
ReplyDelete@LivingInAurora.ca: Thanks Anna. It is hard to capture the sound and feel that translates into the evening. I just try to groove with it & share as best I can.
@Jannie: Boom, tiss, bam... Yeah! It makes my whole body move when we hit a sweet spot in the rhythm. I try my best to capture it & if you can hear it too, that means I have succeeded at least a little bit.
ReplyDelete@Lolamouse: Thanks for joining the groove!
@Henry Clemmons: Right on Henry! I am glad that you liked it. Will try to pop by to visit. :)
ReplyDeleteI feel the beat and want to move along to the sound of your words. It reminds me of the drum circles on the beach. Rhythm that feels like that life force pumping through our veins.
ReplyDeleteBoom-boom-boom. I can feel the beat. I love the primal feel of a drumbeat. Then when you add the tching-ttsssss-kah-tshh of a jazzy interpretation... well, there's just no standing still, is there?
ReplyDeleteLike this a lot.
@Stranger: Oh, a drum circle on a beach. Now that would be a pretty awesome thing!
ReplyDelete@Pattiken: No standing still at all Patti! :)
Thanks.
I really adore the use of onomatopaeaia <sp??P in this poem, the sounds of the day whirring in your head around the dancing and beat of the stanzas. Great stuff!
ReplyDelete@Repressedsoul: Thanks RS. Every time I re-read this I can't help but groove to the beat in my head.
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