Posts Tagged ‘Drum’

That Jazz

Posted: April 2, 2014 in Poetry
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Can you hear the trumpets blare?

Almost a call, a plead

to get up and dance.

Notes from the piano

simmer and the air teems

with heat and electricity.

The mellow tones sculpt an escape

for the inner beast,

and dye the room lusty red.

The drumbeats build up,

up, up, toward that

explosive thrill and slam

of every instrument letting loose-

at the climax.

A tune reels in my head.

It is so familiar yet so unmatched,

I yearn for it

as every man and woman yearns for water.

I believe you are that tune.

Intruding upon everyday

steps on cement and blue carpet,

upon breaths made without thought,

upon blood drumming in ears- war drum

keeping balance between heart and head,

upon nights, moonlight deflected by drapes,

but fantasies not deflected

nor tune obscured

by darkness of room

or warmth of bed.