Drumming Poems - Poems about Drumming

... Cool, crisp night air carries the call of the loon Two trumpeter swans croon timeless tunes... Hey, what’s that banging drowning out romance so soon Why, ......Read the rest...

...The sun, a tyrant, reigns with scorching might, Days bleed together, a suffocating night. My soul parched, I yearned for a cleansing rain, To wash away sorrow and ease the sun's pain. A tre......Read the rest...

...Brick by brick, I built this home, each piece with purpose, in which it owns. It was the hardest task I ever did face, As I made sure everything was in its right place. Yet, suddenly, my house co......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...these carnal desires will see me expire inseperately stained from this foul game of avoiding the smallest pricks of pain, growing rage for making me play with these machinations inside my bra......Read the rest...

... birds flash ideas wrapping words around our hearts mindful treasures pray our ribbon gardens feather flowers wind in winds crimson heartfelt leaves pollen sunshine streams ......Read the rest...

... His own voice talks over his head, as if he were not there. The load car radio plays distant music. Without thinking, he changes channels, hears only the drumming road. His eyes are lo......Read the rest...

...oh, perfect harvest moon, my surprisingly wonderful friend what are you doing, hanging around the sky in May? we need you in October, so I sketch you rapidly afraid you will disappear before I get......Read the rest...

...[Continued from ‘Terror Bugs: Part 2 - A Freezer Mice Adventure’] __________ London’s streets resembled an al fresco mausoleum They tracked a trail of body parts which led to a......Read the rest...

...The wildflowers begin to bend Amid the fields' western end, And in the distance, drumming Telling you that I was coming Darker and darker drew the sky The thirsty earth, no longer dry, A bli......Read the rest...

...I breathe in your out breath exhalations spare from death mouth to mouth resuscitation my existence just a fabrication drumming on the optic nerve become part visceral part verve wit......Read the rest...

...Children's Poems XI These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. To My Child, Unborn by Michael R. Bu......Read the rest...

...When Attis, in guise of maiden fair, did sing Unto her comrades, lo, the thiasus stirred! A cacophony of voices quivering, The delicate tambourine, it did swell With resonance, and hollow cymba......Read the rest...

...I have excess energy Somewhere: feet, heart, fingers, mind Maybe that's why people take up running, musical instruments or smoking I'm trying to fix it by saying 'hey' here and there But it's sti......Read the rest...

...The world awaits with bated breath pause, listen and most all feel there it is, a deep sense drumming in the back ground coming to life. we all feel it, indeed yearn for it insistently wait fo......Read the rest...