Drum

The wooden floors vibrated
from the sound of many drums
Rhythm everywhere around
enjoyed by everyone
And I danced to special timbre
pulsated by the beat
from heart and soul and head and hands
right down to my feet

©Jemverse

Photo – from Jemverse on Instagram, April 2018 – Jempics

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Lyrical

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I hear a rhythm deep inside my head
and the words just seem to flow
Mostly moving there in time
sometimes a little slow

It’s rather like a beating drum
repeating patterns heard
With me there as the drummer
turning rhythm into word

Lyrical, the magic flows
words dance to rhythmic beat
Crafted by the poet’s hand
until they are complete

©Jemverse

Day 12 of the ‘Blogging from A-Z challenge

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The walking to work song

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With reflections in puddles
as I’m walking along
the timbre of my thoughts
falling naturally to song
the rhythm of the world
helps me hum a little ditty
as it’s mirrored down there at my feet
looking really pretty

It’s a walking to work song
with contented frame of mind
looking forward to the pleasures
that I know the day will find.
The rain acts as percussion
drumming at my feet
with the song just like the puddles
mirroring the beat

©Jemverse

Rhythmic (chained haiku)

Rhythmic, the sea moves
Back and forth across the beach
Waves upon the shore

Rhythmic, the waves move
Back and forth across the sea
Breaking on the beach

Rhythmic, the beach beats
As a drum upon the shore
Music from the sea

©Jemverse

Leaves falling

Today there are leaves falling
It is time for fleeces
and hot cocoa and open fires
Long walks in crisp air with
a quickening stride
and fleeting looks
Soon there’ll be clouds
as breath escapes in silent
sharp whispers and
mittened hands clap out
the beat and rhythm
of a creeping cold
But not today
Today there are leaves falling

©Jemverse

Rhythm…

As the music fades
with the rhythm of my drum
I am still dancing

©Jemverse

Dancing to Life

I danced on a quay at Emsworth
playing a really big drum
The crowds from the town all following us
and everyone having fun

I danced with Pride in Brighton
‘neath a rainbow coloured flag
The crowds of people partying
in the sun made me feel glad

I danced on the Portsmouth waterfront
as five tall ships furled sail
The rhythm of the music thrummed
and helped tell a happy tale

I danced then and I’m dancing now
because the music never dies
It’s always in my heart and mind
for that’s where my rhythm lies

©Jemverse

[A-Z April blogging challenge – day 4 – #D]

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