11.20.03

(empty)

Posted in Poetry at 8:17 pm by drumster

Walking down the road of life,
Through subtle shades of evening,
Orange haze daubed on the canvas,
As the sun lays down its wings.

Dangling tunes and psychedlic tones,
Cut the distance in my head,
Waiting for the night to fall,
As it’s lingering up ahead.

11.11.03

Rolling Thunder

Posted in Poetry at 8:16 pm by drumster

Crashing strokes on silver steel,
kicking cadence at the heel.

Caressing beats slam the skin,
whispering rhythm through the din.

Hit the rim, missed a beat,
Applause! Its just a feat.

Thundering pedals hit the bass,
As the mosh, gently sways.