Short Drumbeats Poems

Distant
Drumbeats echo
Through tranquil night's stillness,
Enticing, bewitching, tempting
Rhythm....

Read More

Life Rhythm


rain drumbeats my shelter


reach for the blanket you made me


_____________________
For Brian's Spaces Contest...

Read More

Ear-splitting rants...

  Defiant drumbeats
  
    ~ What do they teach my child?



Day 8 of the Chicago Teacher's Strike
       Saturday, October 26, 2019...

Read More

No one would claim their equal…
each the promised man

“Hunting what the others feared,
drumbeats called from far and near,
ghosts were dancing—vision clear”

The Northern Cheyenne

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)...

Read More

   A lone bugle wept as it wrapped
    its plaintive message ‘round her heart 

   Why relentless drumbeats for another
    raised hope anew for her brother

   Is not ours to fathom unless 
     we close our eyes to death
...

Read More

teeming with pride,
humble and its peen.
sometimes only wearing underwear.
culture so rare.
dancing on there own line of drumbeats, 
minding there own a folk music.
so keen on their own particular heritage of kin,
made u of their own ideas and dreams....

Read More

Oh, rain,
talk to me
with your loquacious
pitter-patter.
Tell me what you think,
with your drumbeats
on my window pane.
Quench my thirsty soul
with your copious droplets.
Fill my nose with the scent
of newly watered soil. 
Lead me to a dance
on the pavement
with your perfect rhythm....

Read More

When the heart beats like a drum,
The sun surrenders, the soul
We call out your name, Sweet Africa
We send rhythms into the wind
We dance like rivers, into the Nile
We rumble like thunder
Drumbeats awaken our spirits
Let the heart of this drum, brings us 
Back home to the soul of Mother Africa...

Read More

Raindrops play a rhythmic refrain
 Melodies falling from the sky
 Drizzling drumbeats on window pane
 Raindrops play a rhythmic refrain
 Sometimes soft, then thunders again,
 With cymbals crashing from on high
 Raindrops play a rhythmic refrain
 Melodies falling from the sky
 
                      - - -...

Read More

 Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
 As they gathered for the war dance
 With movements to percussion's groove
 Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
 Prepared for war, their skills to prove
 Blazing fire put them in a trance
 Sound of the drumbeats stirred a move
 As they gathered for the war dance

 6-12-2024
 
 
...

Read More

There were shades of tranquility
    aching 'neath civilization's cry,
still blood was shed amid glorified
  borders of battlefield's convoluted calling,
each magnified footprint pooled crimson
   filled ideologue's of disenchantment
     amidst revolutions of ill-chosen power,
 marching to drumbeats of fool's gilded dogma...

Read More

A Shaman's mind, 
shinning visions and resurrected petroglyphs
wild horses running on a plain of stars
stick figures bringing down a behemoth
sitting 'round a story pit, souls touching flame afar
searching chanting embers for drumbeats waning
a procession floating into lavender canyon.. dreaming
pinwheels dancing along the sky and sea....

Read More

different drumbeats, separate Lives

he inhales the wind song

a static cling to yesterday

held in his heart until his melody fades

life, love, hope circle the drain

aging realist at one with his pain

love’s last aria

melancholy oboe resigns with setting sun
     
when two are no longer one 

chasm widens between haunting roars

tribal drums on opposite shores...

Read More

Called by the Spirit, creator of all things,

Protector of Life, Healer, The Peoples Guide.

Freeing the Soul with drumbeats, the Shaman sings,

Traveling other worlds, where secrets may hide.

Restoring Life to Balance, with Peace it brings,

between Flesh and Spirit, when Joy will abide.

A lonely path the Shaman walks with Wisdom,

while comforting the People, when troubles come.




For the 8 lines Native Cultures contest....

Read More

The Red Dress Regalia

                Waning spirits sigh, the roaring ocean calls 
                Her playground, the coolest place ever
                Dressed in flamboyant ruffled regalia
                Fiery guitar scales in the background strum 
                Drumbeats from her hammering heals
                Scuff marks adorn the wooden boards
                that her father laid down for her floor...

Read More

under optical delusion of a lampshade
a mind wanders in its own galaxy.
among echelons of stars infinite
in drumbeats of magical alchemy.
 
passions of expensive dreams dazzle
only sweet scent of soft petals.
a smiling face  keeps  convincing 
a heart promises to beat in unison.

wanton restless water tames into a stream
rocked against anarchy of feelings,
through mountains of unseen bruise.
yet the stream never meets the sea....

Read More

As we walked towards the festival 
We hear the drumbeats and the chanting 
Soon we were close enough to view the dancers
Fantastic costumes - red, blue, green, yellow 
All the dancers were wearing feathers and pieces of metal
which jangled at they danced 
Surrounded by onlookers the dancing 
reached a fever pitch 
The winners were announced 
Later, buffalo burgers and a look around 
at Native American crafts 
Great way to spend a warm Saturday in June...

Read More

They tell me I love you.
They say that when I laugh with you;
my eyes shine like cowrie shells in shrines,
my cheeks dimple in gaiety,
my pulse thumps rapidly like the drumbeats of the gods.

They tell me I love you.
They say that my legs tremble like a virgin sacrifice
when I meet you.
They say that my body sways towards you
like a falling leaf drawn to the ground.

They tell me I love you.
But what saddens me shadow of my dreams,
they don’t tell me you love me!...

Read More

Let me speak of words

Those machines of evil!

The cogs and pulleys of influence,
drumbeats of the longest march
called the human endeavor

First heard as motherese,
later teaching the ABC's

They fill our ears with lies,
and our heads with alibis

They drape themselves in tinsel,
bedecked with popular acclaim
All the while concealing the poisoned talon

O beware of words!

Take care to use with deliberation,
as they hatch from the mother egg...

Read More

I hear the music of high and low tides
The cheers as the sea bursts in clapping waves
High it is, as the sea has reached its aim
Its heart for so long drawn to the coastline
Sitting pretty under moonlit skyline.

And even when the sea is at low tide
Hear its cheering continue on faintly
Like the sounds of distant drumbeats, waiting
Its surface sparkling bright in the sunlight
The shore captivated in tides of delight.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 06.22.10...

Read More