December 2010
“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a...”
– Mary Frye
“USA Today has come out with a new survey: Apparently three out of four
people...”
It Is
It is
heads bobbing in time
to the beat of feet
tapping, over the pop of
hands clapping, hushed only
by fingers snapping.
It is
the rumble of snare cracks that bleed
through the sizzle of hit-hats.
It is
the hiss of cymbals kissed
by stick tips still fresh
on the air’s lips.
It is
the bass notes that rattle
my chest and fill each breath
with eighth notes and eighth rests.
...
“Sing to me this melody
I’ll let the rhythm take control
Sing to me this...”
“How does it feel?
How does it feel when we get locked into a stare?
Please...”
“Love will remain a mystery
But give me your hand and you will see
Your heart...”
“You were right about the stars. Each one is a setting sun”
““I’ve never seen a smile that can light the room like yours...”
– ADTR