Short Percussions Poems

rhythm and blues
the heartbeat of soul
~ tuned percussions



posted on June 1, 2019...

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Winter, wait!
Only walls separate us
My shelter needs time
Flowers breathe whats left
Love will wither, petals fall
Spring waits, hearts endure
Passing clouds hide me
Flautist predict Celtic joy
Percussions need strength...

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Come,
Soaring, wings of wind
Without captive care,
Past forest fern and –
Brush

Break,
Over silent skies,
Your bold, beating breath,
Like roaring rivers –
Rush

Fly,
Freely o’er land,
Lapping little streams
Of meadows green and –
Lush

Fall,
From your sapphire sea,
Diving down to dust;
Drum percussions deep,
Crescendo loud, then –
Hush...

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Sounds of screams
Rains of bullets,
Beat explosive percussions
For the demon of war.
Heads of men
At the hem of her skirt,
Sweep floors of blood
On the shambles of earth.
Peace’s wings clipped
And clutched to her hands
Has her eyes dancing 
As fast as her feet.
Why must one stall her?
Peace never shall be free
Until we  kill the demon 
Lurking within us each....

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blue ribbons of light
drift over me in grand
orchestral seas of hope

strings, winds and percussions
fill me with every
color, shape and texture possible

renewed,
I reach out with strength

to
bring
the
music
to 
life!





*Tribute to the Minnesota Orchestra...Osmo Vanska, Music Director...

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A distant mumble, a muffled drum roll. 
Seconds on, come the serious decibels. 
Heavy rumbling with sharp percussions. 
Squeal of the steel; wheel scraping on the rail. 
Metal clatter loudens then dies to silence.
Spent fares alight and new fares climb aboard. 

Ting ting. The cream and green is off again, 
above it, brief flashes of lightning blue 
as straying volts are lost to salty air. 
Soon far off the rumbling fading away. 
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She spoke of her love for him
to say how she wished him
to be her husband "Nocturne"
the romantic word.
Spoke sweetly against his lips
her kisses made
him see those days ahead
a love affair
to speak of through
the ages.
When the music
shilvered the timbers
and the percussions
moved to the rhythmn
the need of harmony
entasngles them to embrace
as kisses
sweetened
their lips.
the need to love.
a sweet romantic
togetherness....

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