Flute Master

Dark horse Running in the darkness of night

We are so close together and running so tight

Running through the meadows of barley

Brushing the greeting branches of tree

Arriving at The Susquehanna River

My sight captures a comely Moonflower

Swaying in the nightly elegant soft breeze

Dancing with the moon in such beauty and ease

The sky not bothered by their merriment laughs

Allowing their sounds to echo

The dark horse slowed and started to dance

As if  put in a pleasant trance

I came down and played my flute

The world quieted until mute

Everything at the time became still

The rivers, the moving buffaloes on a hill

Stopped and listened to the sound of heart and soul

Answering my flute, answering my call

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love this poem & wish I'd written it! Being a wilderness rat, I write mostly nature poetry, but I've never written anything like this! I love how it's sing-song but conversational with a loping rhythm that conveys the feeling of a comfy gallop. I used to spend more time listening to flute & drumming, but since moving to the wilderness 10 years ago, I tend to crave the utter silence, whenever I'm gifted with it here. But your poem brings me back to different kinds of spiritual celebrations in the Native traditions. This poem seems to have some extra baggage, as far as filler words & repetition, but it all works well together to maintain that loping rhythm & rhyme. Thanks for reviewing me so I could find you . . . I don't remember reading you before. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Insight "MH"]

First of all, consider yourself a co-owner, it is an honor to have you here on my page. I was on this site a while ago then off and on again for some time, and now I am back and hungry for writing and reading beautiful poetry such as yours. This poem was written by the help of ”Bear” if you know him, he is one of the best writers here, but sadly, vi don't see him active anymore, I hope he is ok and doing well. Thank you once more for gracing me with your constructive feedback. Hugs back!

[barleygirl]

I vaguely remember Bear but never was a follower. I've been steady here for five or six years, but my memory was shot for most of those years & I'm just lately able to remember people & which poems I've already read!