gabriel...
beads tumble
down the crest
of the rising horn
skirts twirl
fingers tap
ancient rhythms
on sides of glasses
emotions liquid
beats flowing
among a purity of tone
a range of octaves
match the rising horn
then descending tones
passionate growls
bring wide-eyed smiles
and a chorus of sensual amens
a moment of silence
fills the room until
the ring of cymbals strike
as the music of soul
begins again
beads tumble
down the crest
of the rising horn
skirts twirl
fingers tap
ancient rhythms
on sides of glasses
emotions liquid
beats flowing
among a purity of tone
a range of octaves
match the rising horn
then descending tones
passionate growls
bring wide-eyed smiles
and a chorus of sensual amens
a moment of silence
fills the room until
the ring of cymbals strike
as the music of soul
begins again
by Charlie Martin & River Urke
This is the eighth poem Charlie/slpmartin and I have wrote together with Duel Poetry. 
Duel Poetry: a prearranged poetry writing challenge between two people to evolve a new poem where each writer must respond to the other writer’s lines (4 -5 ) until both parties agree that the poem is complete.
photo by Charlie Martin- "horn"
