The Drummer Boy of Red

For rock bands but for a band I got the opportunity to see play a couple of months ago.

 

The world is perhaps taken too lightly

Radioactive bombs bust down clouds and imitation gods appear

 

The rain causes bronze lamentations

Soil itself is sore.

 

The drummer boy remains still for a moment considering his silence.

In the peace he is allowed, his sticks rest idle.The summer has been good to him.

Crowds have organized themselves into neat rows of curled chaos.

Though his enemy is all around, he taps diligently.

 

His eyes level with the horizon

Red hands unfurl, wave, increase

 

 

They consider his bout with greatness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[twain]

Well written, I loved the last few lines, they realy realed me in. :)

[Rhea752]

Neat rows of curled chaos

The images and details and message are amazing! Keep writing!! :D

[Leslie Philibert]

As the others reviewers point out, loads of good lines here...

[K.S.78]

I really like the line "soil itself is sore" It really made the piece for me!

[icelandicblue]

I love that opening line and the pause before the drummer boy plays.

A contemplative piece.

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the strong statements and the meaning in your words. Good flow of words and I like the many meaningful statements.
"The world is perhaps taken too lightly
Radioactive bombs bust down clouds and imitation gods appear"
Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote