Every eighth-note raindrop
fills the rhythm
to the song in my mind.
Drumbeat pitter-patter
and piano
on the rusty tin roof.
The alto winds blend
with the bass foghorns
of bayside boats
in the song
in my mind.
Quarter-note drops
of nuts, from
the tree above, on
the rusty tin roof.
Crashing, flashing
cymbals conclude
the song
in my mind, with
a coda of droplets.
Author notes
Written June 24th, 2004
The Music of Nature
A contest entry
- If Music Could Speak to Poetry . . . by and the tide rises.
500 points, ended September 8, 2007, 8 entries
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kinda hard to follow the flow to this one in my opinion...although I love the description in it...anyways thank for entering
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Wow, what great imagery and sound you created with your words. This was beautiful.
Carrie -
I like where you're going with this - but the flow gets caught a bit on choppy language. Try smoothing the transitions so your words flow organically. I think this is good & could be better with some work. Thanks for you entry.
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ah.. the music of nature.. i wonder why we don't stop to listen to it more often? wonderfully done, my friend
me like it 
you are a talented poet, i see. write on
-m-
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It is just so soft and musicly rythmic! I loved this piece... second best! Great job... you have great poetry! I cant stop reading! Lol!
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loved everything about this one....great rythm, interesting strings of words and descriptions....musical and happy beat.
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