poetry

Every Beat

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

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Today’s poem is in response to this Prompt.

poetry

The Spirit of Music Plays On

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The Spirit of Music Plays On

As I look at the tan shaded keys of the piano

Crackled dingey and peeling

Melodies are now memories

Of the time when elegance was about tea and piano time

When we all dressed proper and sang deep from the soul

Just as when we faced the hurricanes

We gathered at the farm

Secured the property

Gathered by the waiting piano

Until the master touched the keys

And all worries of wind and rain

Were belted out to calm the storms

And we survived

Our dear piano survived

Always leaving us with peace

Each day was another day of hope

Ballads and nursery tunes alike

Grew the spirit

Another moment to survive

Another moment to love

And as we faced the pandemic

The old soul piano was still there with us

Some have passed on

But the music remained

It comforted us as we once again gathered

And realized that all the riches of the world

Could not do more than the riches of knowing

We had each other

We still had music

We still had soul

Looking at the old piano

Abandoned by time and loss

I leave a yellow rose of joy

For time has leant more than anything else

And I am grateful for the song

Prompt Source Link

 

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Eye of the Storm

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Searching Within

within the iris
deep within the calming soul
oceans stir to calm

Seeking the Source

taking task with life
opening the eyes for depth
waves within rush forth

Finding the Answers

bracing for the storm
what appears to be most calm
is stirring life’s force

…..

Thank you to Susi Bocks for her dedication to the “IWH Haiku/Senryu Challenge”

 

 

poetry

For the Bahamas – A Tanka

photo of woman walking on seashore
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For the Bahamas

for the Bahamas

tides have come and gone and yet

so much to be done

placing feet in their wet shoes

spirits trudge forward in hope

keeping it mindful

taking stock of what’s to do

bringing up courage

there’s really no other way

but to fight for making home

starting all over

is hard enough to battle

keep in mind the loss

hold their spirits in the heart

what can old souls do in life

but be a part of all

taking account of life’s toll

one moment to next

one small step to create change

keeping the faith going strong