The music entered my soul
my heart beat out of control
drums in synch with senses
I let down all my defenses
caught up in wonderment
my body writhing in consent
such rhythm can't be defined
it makes me leave my mind
every molecule feeling the
bend every beat a message I
send every nerve alert to the
sway as chant,drums in forest
play it captures every synapse
as my inhibitions collapse
like a whirling dervish I move
charming all in my groove
my finale an exciting cresendo
as I slow down in a graceful flow
~~~~~~~ ~etw~
Dear friends please hold all forwards
until further notice! Thank you!;-)
music has always been more of a psycho-sensual art and experience to me than purely emotional -- I believe you have captured in your poem, that belief -- very nice work Eileen - peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
Eileen,
I really do think you've captured that loss of inhibition when people take to the dance floor. They don't care how they look, only how they feel...and the fun they have giving in to the beat. Nicely done:)
Sheila
THIS WORK IS ALIVE WITH IMAGERY THAT CLAIMS THE READERS SENSE OF RHYTHM FROM THE FIRST LINE TO THE LAST. DONE WELL AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
"like a whirling dervish"
beautifully conceptualized image chum ...
An ascetic Fakeer in the throws of ecstatic dancing and twirling coupled with "as my inhibitions collapse" makes for superb poetic simile. Brava!
Blessings ...
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2009
Eileen ~ I love this! "...let down all my defenses..." and "...as my inhibitions collapse..." are terrific mood builders and draw the reader in to the kind of abandonment of restraint that propels this piece. It feels almost "gypsy"-like to me in the most beautiful, positive, kindred way. It is enticing and sensual.
You out dancing with the elves again? it must be nice music you're swaying to, judging by your poem, you're not hanging out with Jersey are you? I'm just wondering. Hugs! Jasmin Horst
I love the way you tell of such rhythmic beats and captivate this reader with your flowing words. Lovely to read your beautiful poem this morning.
Thanks, ET,
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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I really do think you've captured that loss of inhibition when people take to the dance floor. They don't care how they look, only how they feel...and the fun they have giving in to the beat. Nicely done:)
Sheila
Blessings and Love - Micke
With Love,
Cindy
A forest glade, a presence, a moment of union with the music of the air, an eternal rhythm. Sheer delight.
John
beautifully conceptualized image chum ...
An ascetic Fakeer in the throws of ecstatic dancing and twirling coupled with "as my inhibitions collapse" makes for superb poetic simile. Brava!
Blessings ...
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thanks, ET,
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"