drumming sounds
hit the trunks
of the trees,
they came to be heard
their beaks begin a beat
some glanced at me
and flew around
so with the beat
I move
swaying my hips,
with the drum I dance
and stump my feet
drum a song for me
drum...
thursday,
march 11th
2010 c
you got to be a cowgirl Brenda hun! ! you stump stump hard those cowgirl boots and the hips wow wow got more? post girl post! ! ! ! ***hugs***
you got to be a cowgirl Brenda hun! ! you stump stump hard those cowgirl boots and the hips wow wow got more? post girl post! ! ! ! ***hugs***
it kinda paints the picture of how africans used to celebrate the new moon... it really appeals to our sense of imagination.... i like it! ! ! ! keep the good work up....
so with the beat I move swaying my hips, with the drum I dance and stump my feet drum a song for me drum... very nice. it is a mysterious ending and so meaningful at the same time. thank you
When I reading the poetry...my brain started adding music to it....and my feet started to thump So with the beat I move- and sway my hips, With the drum I dance- and stump my feet.
So with the beat I move- and sway my hips, With the drum I dance- and stump my feet. Drum a song for me, Drum... in fact this is one of good ideas.. which make me think that..you got a rich brain and you can write more and more poems.. the way you write is impressive and heart touching.. great task...appreciate your work and thoughts..and again thanks for long comments..10/10 +++++++++++++
like it! drum for me a song...a call and a wish fulfilled and again desired for... thank u for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
like it! drum for me a song...a call and a wish fulfilled and again desired for... thank u for sharing.