Passion Of The Drums

Gold cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Sat, 30 Mar 2024
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16 comments
 

Evidence charged in midst

gathered; rhythm pulsating,

tempo building – echoing

far and wide.

 

Waterfall cascades in the

dance, as lake fish and

raindrops create rings that

channel a fluid waltz.

 

Earth with strength of purpose

sensed the stirring beating

from within; floating clouds

with their weeping could not

dampen pleasure gleaned,

 

while woodland creatures

entranced, stayed awake

relinquishing sleep for

mesmerizing resonant power.

 

Then carried on wild breezes;

daytime journeyed on, till

darkness fell like a mantle,

those intoxicated weary

hearing drumming, moon

kisses them goodnight.

 

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Comments

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

Loved this!

Congratulations. This is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of Day. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Drew,

I'm delighted you liked this poem.  It was such a pleasure to see those gold cherries and get pick of the day.

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by marandina on

"...those intoxicated weary

hearing drumming, moon

kisses them goodnight."

That's an evocative, poetic cacophony of the sounds of nature, Jenny. Lovely use of metaphor. Adriotly done, for sure :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

playing the drums within a group of people is something I would loved to have done when I was younger. I remember many years ago when me and my partner had a long weekend in Glastonbury. They had a group of people that met up to learn about the rhythm in drumming, and I remember wishing we had somewhere like that where I lived.

I thought It must be extra wonderful out in nature among the woodland trees and lakes, which is how this poem came about.

Many thanks for your appreciaton of this poem and your kind words.

Jenny. smiley 

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Very evocative - well done Jenny!;

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Insert,

I love that word evocative. I think the sound of drums brings to mind some of the many music festivals I attended when young, though not in the woods, it was always brilliant to share with other like minded music lovers out in the open.

Thank you for reading and your kind words.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Love this, Jenny. It's like a massage. The drums played along with the words and those images from the natural world. It just works really well.smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jane,

what a lovely way to describe this poem: 'like a massage.' I think the Indian tribes of America would call this a tribute to their drumming.

I always imagine nature dancing along to the beat and rhythm of its natural environment in its own way. 

It's wonderful to know that the poem worked well for you Jane,

Thank you for reading and letting me know, it means a lot.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

You have really caught that feeling of being filled by a beat, changed inside like I imagine a caterpillar might feel turning into a butterfly :0) This made me think of Japanese Taiko drumming

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Good afternoon Di,

I was really impressed with your comment about being filled by a beat, changed inside like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly...what a brilliant expressive way to describe the sound.

Also I'd like to thank you for introducing me to the Japanese Taiko drumming, which I checked out on youtube. Some amazing rhythmic sounds that are amazing to hear, and that I had no idea about.

Many thanks for reading and your kind thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by celticman on

there is something primal in drums and song. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Exactly how I would describe the drums Jack.

I love that word primal, it kind of sums up a feeling of being at one with nature.

Very much appreciate you taking the time to read and leave a comment. 

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Nolan on

Lovely, fantastic! and how much magic in those few words! "moon kisses them goodnight".

Glad you're busy again, full-steam if I may say! && Nolan

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Nolan,

I appreciate you reading and your encouraging words were a pleasure to read.

Thank you so much.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by D G Moody on

A lovely lyrical poem that captures the beat of the drum, and we should remember that the drum was probably our first musical instrument - beating in the outside air. And congrats for the golden cherries Jenny

Dougie Moody

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Dougie,

I know I always harp back to the American Indians when thinking of the drums, but the people are such a gentle nation of humans that for some reason leave me emotional with happy tears. I only have to hear one of the elders talking and I begin to tear up, they are so wise.

The reason I write ithis in connection to your comment, is that it's very true what you say. the drums have a message and reminder of how we would connect with each other and the earth, with all of nature too.

Thank you so much for your wise words, they were a pleasure to read and I'm glad you liked the poem.

Jenny. smiley