Powerful images ....M

And the music blazed on. Like the timbre of this,

Ron

there is great joy in "sweating timbre", Jude -- and there is great joy in your wonderful poem -- peace and love -- Jon Michael

So much said in so few words. Excellent!

great poem.

Very nicely done, Jude. You have been inspired and share the results most effectively. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Note, music burns itself, nothing can burn music, and like your writings it can burn souls with solace, never with anger.
And they will sweat high G's.

Georg

arise great slumbering phoenix!

cg

B R A V O !!!!!

Great poem,take care

Edwin

Such an unusual visual at the end of this, Jude. Most would be in the street rubber-necking. Great job with contrast here. Hugs,
Sheila

Jude you brought the scene to life, I not only saw but felt this poem.

such a vivid capture of a deeply stirring situation that is experienced both in the external and internal landscapes. You manage to combine the two here seamlessly and, as always within these compact writes, you take us through many mixed emotions and levels of consciousness. It's uncanny sometimes how an actual event in real-time can either trigger some parallel deeper unsurfaced feelings or realities, or give shape to them. This could be an articulation of the experience of shock within a "live" event, or the high-fever of a stress-level inner "haunting" or deep agitation. On a light-hearted note, it give me a picture of you lying prostrate and covered in post-its... but that's probably just me cos my WAIL-pile (Worry About It Later!) has grown to very disturbing proportions since my return from Spain and before my move to London next week! :)) Whatever... just love that use of timbre, word play perhaps with "timber" but suggesting as it does both inner/outer voices as well as the timpani of accompanying sounds... in turn, echoing that rapid heartbeat. So much in so few lines!! You give us great value here, Kartero! Keep-Kool Kate xx

...and on that 'note'...is hope and rebuilding

It ends like a flasback. This is like a moment in film. Well done.

Carmen

Reading this I swayed between reality and dreams, and I wanted to hear the melody of the "sweat notes". Intense.

Cynthia

Jude,
Excellent capture of holonic moment.
John

creative word play

Gripping mind and imagination this write whispers to the heart with such a state of gratefulness that survival is so tentative. Well done Jude...

fee

Santa Barbara Night mares, vivid my friend and hot.
Blessings! Jasmin Horst

Jude,
"Hot Sleep" can be taken in many ways. Sometimes it is good to have a "hot dream", it makes us realize we are still alive and able.
Watch out for those ambers that smolder in a haze of molten mist, you might have another hot sleep!
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Powerful imagery, powerful poem, my friend.

i like the writing here-fire and the damage it leaves is devestatng

Your pen paints portrait images, Jude. I have lived in fire plagued areas most of my life, waking to ashes falling from the sky, the world covered in a smokey haze and the sickeningly-sweet smell of so much char. After a fire there is a feeling of futility that eventually fades into hope as we watch the determination of nature or the human spirit begin its rebuilding. Wonderful work, love the humor of "sweating notes".
Take care,
Sherry

Out of tragedy comes inspiration... great to read your poetry again Jude...

Best wishes

Andrea

Love the imagery in this, Jude.

Bob, your sleep would have been alot hotter if your house was involved in the fire, fortunately not & I hope no one was injured...I would love a long drive just about now...so tired of hibernating...take care, Ed

Incendiary soot charred rising varnished phoenix decal in the chromium guitar strings...shower and rock out in the morning, Jude...Bob Seger's Night Moves and The Fire Down Below...

Love,
Sage

Sounds like the fire was in your vicinity, too bad, I hate fires!
Where were you, hope you enjoyed!;-)...

Engaging and immediate Dear Jude!
Great imagery as always!!
xox :-D