A Different Drummer

thoughts based on comment from fellow poem

Not content with previous trod paths

a different drummer roams 

with dependency on faultless steps

pursuing destiny unknown.

Possessed of a personal metronome

marching freely along

with two four time and syn-chronic line

creating an inner song.

Maximized subliminal free form liberty 

builds neural cadence 

shuffles feet with soft stuttered steps 

reminiscent of dance.

Travels without historical melancholy

anticipating no journey end

fears not what may suddenly appear 

 waiting around the bend.

March he does on through April too

beyond end December

adherents uncounted and unlabeled all

follow without number.

Reviews

[Joli Dy]

The second stanza is sublime.

[carl]

thank you for the read and review - I think this poem is an example of what I meant in my follow up comment to your poem on which I reviewed ( if that makes sense I will be glad - lol ) Be well - carl

[Joli Dy]

Be glad, because it does.

[Davidgeo]

How did the seed form to grow a following in the first place? There was a time in the universe many billions of years ago when "travel" was not really a thing. Before the expansion everything was instantly connected. There was no such thing as melancholy. There probably is no such thing... humans are neurotic out of generational boredom and the need to reconcile a biological tool kit fashioned for a type of survival we no longer participate in. I swear this is the reason for most war.

That and humans are animals. Balancing carefully a flower of morality on top of a chaotic stem of impulse and anxiety.


You are a very good writer. Keep doing this.

[carl]

thank you for the read and review much appreciated - love this comment " Balancing carefully a flower of morality on top of a chaotic stem of impulse and anxiety." -carl