Short Drummers Poems

So trippy pretty.
Wish there were flashing colors
Hypnotizing me
With shining imageries,
Enchanted via drummers....

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Massive strikes in Germany
  Burning tires in France
    Drummers pound out a war dance
  
  But please do not worry
  Real change can't be hurried
    Except with a large cash advance...

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Snap your fingers
knock your knees
clap your hands
if you please.

Bounce and rattle
whistle and trill
kick your feet high
don’t take a spill!

Fiddlers fiddle
drummers drum
keep them a whirlin
rub a tum tum!...

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Doing what they love, all are welcome to try
Rhythms of passion fly in the night sky
Up and down the maddening notes dance 
Many drink and sing as drummers are in a trance
Seducing beats are the soul of the Medieval camp...

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My butt is just so damn big
10 Irish men could do a jig
5 truckers could park their rig
16 Miners could plan a dig
9 drummers could perform a gig
2 Elephants could take a swig
22 college kids could do their trig
If only I’d eat less like a pig!

*For Susan's self exaggeration contest :)...

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March Step
By Franklin Price
03/01/2018

We march to our own drummers
Left and right along the way
Since this is the first of March
We should comemorate the day

Reflect on how you're marching
On your brothers, sisters too
Are you in march step with others,
Do they want to march with you?...

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Pounding of the sun.
Pounding of the storm.
Drummers on trees.
Freeze the moment
Of unusuality.

Stream of arousal.
Stream of hot rays.
Stunning silence.
Freeze the moment
Of tranquility.

Heed transient thunder.
Heed, it’s late arrival.
Wringing out rain.
Freeze the moment
Of instability.

8/29/2021...

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What an awesome sight
Twelve drummers dressed in white
Top hats and sticks were red
As I  passed by them to be wed
Stepping to the beat of the drum
All in sinc,  even the hum
Adorned in bliss at our wedding banquet
Eating, drinking, and dancing the slide
As twelve drummers locked arms
and stood side by side



December 3, 2013...

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ghost now walks in the land
where the living died
the silent cry of innocent souls
hunt the night.
No more drums of war
for the drummers were killed too.
The night reek of blood
the smell of dead bodies
made love with the atmosphere.
Who will mourn the dead?
Who will sing the moonlight song?
For the night is quiet and calm.
© Jay.E. Udo...

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Calling
I hear the pipes from far away
drummers in fields play
highlands and bogs
pipers march
in dawns lifting fog
past forest and streams
overlooking stormy seas
the brave need no sword
In kilt they know who is lord
comrades and comradely
the knights of the highlands
know the battles are won
when in kilts the Pipers sound
aye lad's, I too march
homeward bound...

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Now is the time to stop for those,
Yes all...
Who like me instantaneously
Know of bad times,
Bought faith in worship(s)...
Who all used to worry about the future!?!
To now dance,
Oppose,
Fantasize, 
And dance!
Writers in ink,
Keep writing...
Drummers of sound,
Drum on...
Singers of song,
(Keep) On with your singing.
Dancer(s)...
Dance on.
                                                       A/o (ARI)...

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::Night Rain::

Oh it rains again
The clouds stomach rumbles
Tis quiet evenin of soft breezes
Strong bashing up the pan
Atleast the pan has found a companion 
tonight
And up these village hills
I can hear the swooshing trees
Pray for some mercy
When will the pan drummers ever stop?
And the happy frog choir?
Will the lightning come too?
Hope yu; the rain falls even more
Till tis weak brown eyes close finally...

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Life


We question our existence
Driven by Natures insistence
That we all go the distance
But we don’t know how

Running around in circles
Like a bunch of comic Erkles
The dinosaur is purple
But we don’t know why

What are we becoming?
The music starts humming
The drummers are all drumming
But we don’t know where

Soon it will be over
Lying in the clover
Next to an old friend Rover
But we don’t know when...

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Midnight rain
Has found me still,
And staring from my window sill

Upon gray skies
And slickened streets
On which chaotic drummers beat

I close my eyes,
And things I’ve seen
Are played in rhythm back to me

As droplets once
So deathly still
Begin to drench my soul to fill,

And memories
Of days gone by,
Made bright beneath the lightning sky

Return to smile
Again once more
Until the raindrops cease to pour....

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You hypnotised 
my drums 
as they beat 
a rhythm 
from deep 
within my soul 
in the spirit 
of love 

Watch me 
exploding outside 
as the temperature rises 
each beat 
getting stronger 
putting me in 
this magical world
 
As my drum beats echo
how I feel inside 
I bathe 
within it's beauty 

As I beat harder 
on the walls 
of my heart 
I want the world 
to hear 
you and me
 
Together 
till 
the end 
of time...

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The Days Are Dark
We Walk And Walk And Leave Our Mark;
The Days Are Cold
But The Truth Will Soon Unfold.

Night And Day We Wonder
Just Listening To The Thunder;
Wondering Who We Are
While Watching From Afar.

As The Days Go By
We Ask Ourselves, "Why?"
Following The Rules When We Could Be Free...
I Just Want To Be Me.

The Change In Days Are Coming
I Can Hear The Drummers Drumming;
The Sunrise Has Begun
The New Day Is Sweet And Young....

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OLD MAN’S LAMENT

Poor irving Berlin –
“Put on your Easter bonnet
And frills upon it” -
Wouldn’t he get just deathly ill
At today’s Easter Parade

There are no bonnets
Instead    girls wear nose rings
Guys with drooping pants
There are no crooners    no Bing
Just rock bands with loud drummers

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Young folk may not agree with my poem, but I say, "Take that, ya young whipersnappers!"...

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The sun goes down the nights arouse                                 Feelings flicker like fear and love                                        Fiery drummers flash their colors                                      Hearts prevail within the dark veil                                                                                              Note QUOTE  1 The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies...

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& the drummers are out
yes! out with their naked feet
aging feet full of shiny beads
with arms bangled to the hearts
of the ancient drums
their dexterous fingers dance
along, beating the drums with candour 
it is like the die is cast
& the maidens are out at last
their soft feet stretching the throats
out of our ready drummers
their soft voices stretching the hearts
out of my ready hunters
& then young applause jumps to the sky
ah, who saw the maidens a-gone
with my hunters & their drummers?...

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