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Post by Colton Nozuka on Jan 20, 2008 16:40:54 GMT -5
There he stands,
Poised, still, silent,
Sticks in hand, the snare before him
The ultimate performance is about to begin.
He starts off innocently enough,
Taps and a roll.
Nothing spectacular yet,
There’s time enough for that.
The speed increases now,
His movements become more dramatic,
He begins to move with the beats
Making himself one with the Rhythms.
His existence is Rhythm
Unity with the beats he creates
The pounding of the sticks against the drum
The sound now enveloping the room.
The audience is transfixed,
Entranced by the motion and sound,
And he draws them deeper now,
Flipping a stick in the air to make it seem easy.
Faster and faster still the beats rattle on
His concentration obviously intense.
All the rest of the world has disappeared,
Save this one man, and this single drum.
Faster and louder, louder and faster still,
Stick over stick, beat by beat,
Building in a resounding crescendo
The one single moment all his work and concentration has built to
Then all is silence.
Music flows from your soul
From your fingers with such ease
A look of peace in your eyes
You enter your own world
Captivated
Captivating me
Can't help but stare
Struck speechless by notes
The rhythm, a magical air
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Post by Colton Nozuka on Jan 20, 2008 16:42:45 GMT -5
>>>>>> Take It In >>>>>
<<<<<< Breathe It Out <<<<< Commentslove your pics! so smexy haha, Elizabeth Renolds [/blockquote] |
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Post by elizabeth renolds on Jan 20, 2008 18:06:30 GMT -5
love your pics! so smexy haha, |
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Post by Colton Nozuka on Jan 20, 2008 18:37:51 GMT -5
-Updated!-
Thanks (:
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