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Pika Poems

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List of New Poems

PMPoem TitlePoetFormFormCategories  
The Mountains Are Calling Ed Morris Rhyme Rhyme pika, america, beautiful, inspiration, nature,
Sunday Morning Joel Freeman Rhyme Rhyme pika, for her, for him,
The Weeping Drum Christine Phillips Free verse Free verse pika, bird, childhood, computer, cry,

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Pika Poem Example

The Weeping Drum

Ta pime yaah ta pime yaah bam
Rata tata rata tata bam
Ta pime yaah ta pimi yaah bam
Tears drip from the face of the weeping drum. 
The drum the drum the drum
Screaming and shouting
Crackling and rackling 
Dispelling a mighty woeful sound.  
Ica mama ica mama rata tata rata tata bam.
Thousand of them pouring in the street 
Following the sorrowful and painful drum beat
amba picka  amba picka  amaba  pika bam
Girt up your waist and run
Ban your belly and come
Weeping and wailing flooding the street
Mournful singers and dancers entertaining in grief
While traditional women light thousand of candles
To feed the souls and expel the dark forces of the devil.
Ah namba ramba tata ramba tata  bam
Emotions run high, increasing tension in the sky 
Filling hearts with burden too heavy to bear 
Causing them to rent their garment in despair.
lingo bam bam lingo bam
bam lingo bam bam lingo bam
The sound grew louder and louder
Waking everyone out of their agonizing slumber
And forcing them to congregate in village, cities and towns.
They beat the drums all night, and marched around the city wall
Blowing horns, chanting despondent words that it might fall.
Beat the drum brother man 
Round up the youths to join the band
Sound the drum a little louder 
March into the devils territory
And trample Lucifer under your feet.
Beat the drum brother man
Beat the drum and sing a victory song
Ta pime yaah ta pime yaah bam
Rata tata rata tata bam
Beat the drums brother man
Beat the drum for Mr. Steve and drag him into the circle
Ica mama ica, mama rata tata rata tata bam.
Expel the tormenting spirit of that relentless destructive devil.
Rata tata rata tata bam.
                                                            
                                                                      ©2014 Christine Phillips



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