Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Rhythmed

Taught muscles
tremble,
awaiting the sweet release.
Anticipation
in the dark.
Decadent energy
flooding,
intoxicating,
overwhelming-
to pound in my ears
and drum in my chest.
Pulsation,
sensation,
fascination-
Throbbing lights,
husky voice in rhythmed refrain-
intimate through
closed eyes.
Indrawn breath,
awaiting the sweet release.

You, on stage.


I'm sure not many people think in forms of poetry after seeing bands such as Default, Trapt and Nickelback on stage... But I do.

4 comments:

Dennie McDonald said...

I do now - Love it

Savannah Jordan said...

I go to concerts as much to 'feel' them as see them. I love what primal responses are given rise by rhythm. :)

Tsavo Leone said...

Sounds like a most excellent concert.

You convey the anticpation of the moment well, the release I imagine goes along with hearing the perfect song in perfect setting.

Savannah Jordan said...

The concert was wicked awesome, Tsavo. Nothing better than loud music that you can feel -- we had a great time!