FredPeyer

Drummer Boy

Drummer Boy

 

This poem is dedicated to Jack, a good friend of mine,

and excellent, professional drummer.

 

listening to the rhythmic beat

of drum sticks dancing

like a beating heart

soulful entrancing

memories inside the womb

of mother’s heart beat

gently lulled to sleep

so tender and sweet

touching us deep inside

subconscious flight

back to our origins

in jungle’s might

the hard steady beat

spawning erotic feel

a fantasy of sounds

outer worldly but real

vibrating drums

exciting molecules

vibrating in line

with Universe’s rules