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Every Beat

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
brass drums
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Every Beat

Every drum beat
as the trumpet cries
to my soul
keeps my pulse in rhythmic flow

Stopping short for the moments
which take my breath away
and flowing with the rhythm
tapping my feet in time

As my shoulders move
dancing in my seat
throbbing heart of joy
pleasures at the beats

This is what music does
capturing rhythm in my soul
enriching heart flow
taking my breath away
and bringing it back

black vinyl player
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Today’s poem is in response to this Prompt.

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And This is What Brass Sounds Like “Rise” and Write – National Poetry Month April 26 2020

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
photo of trumpet
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Let’s write a poem to this music from Herb Alpert – “Rise” What comes to mind with this music? Or perhaps a poem about what it means to rise up. Or maybe a poem about your favorite musician. The possibilities are endless! Of course, please share what you write.