Tympans Poems - Poems about Tympans

... * Artists of every kind, I believe, are but tools for something far grander … what that is, I’ll leave to the philosophers. * ~ bend … your voice to me tickle my tympans with a w......Read the rest...

... I blundered … through the dark forest - I knew where I was headed though I’d lost the trail many hours hence but darkness had now fallen and my face and arms were etched red from my many st......Read the rest...

...the Golden Gate, she sang to me in a darkened whispered voice El Niño crying like a spoiled child of all the sad souls brought to her with desperation’s choice that flew like angels from her tr......Read the rest...

...I hold you ... tight to my chest but with a concerned tenderness, as if you are an infant that I am shielding from a storm ... or an angel of Valhalla - her last breath given, ear-to-heart for......Read the rest...

...we … are trespassers … can you feel them? the blooms, electric? our world is pregnant with other worlds - transient planes of existence that are provisory to entirely disparate rules and ids a......Read the rest...

...we ... are strands ... they, a strumming, resonant - notes of an ambrosial strain that tickles the tympans of life and enlightenment ... they are thistle on the breath of spring, pappus of a b......Read the rest...

...oh - prithee, my darling ... let me hear you whisper - mold a heart with those perfect bows ... crimp them, coy and parted, ever-so-slightly - tenderly puff that absinthe-sweet breath upon ......Read the rest...

...pitty-pit-pat, pitty-pit-pat ... dark attic, echoing ... tenderly rain on tin roof above, her nana's voice, ages hence - lives ago, really ... calling … "Little Tea Pot, Li......Read the rest...

...A lifetime seen thru silence at your side, From tiny lad to manchild in your shade, One sole intent - to earn a nod of pride, Tho' I was never worth the effort ma......Read the rest...

... new joys ... drop like seeds to fill the furrows left by a torrent of losses - when the heavens open seemingly to wash you away they find the green of new growth - hope, love, laughter, anew ......Read the rest...

... "Listen to the wind, it talks. Listen to the silence, it speaks. Listen to your heart, it knows." - Native American Proverb ~ he stood upon a mountain atten......Read the rest...

... oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined and hold me to your ancient emerald breast - I long to hear those thrums within, the pulse of thickets vined ......Read the rest...

...Oh, jungle, deep ... hug me close your jade breast - I long to hear a thrum within ... let your warm whispers tickle the tympans of my ears with sultry songs of your essence ... and your ta......Read the rest...

... quiet repose ... slow rise-and-fall, hushed tenderly rocked, rocked, rocked my head on your breast, home again heart thrumming tympans, soft ......Read the rest...

...He stood upon a mountain, attending to her heart, For surely such a hallowed sound would be Born soft upon the sunrise, and carried to impart The thrum of truest ......Read the rest...