The power of those drums. Beating in rhythm, the sound of sticks hitting the taut top that makes a boom!
The local instruments make their unique sounds and create their own rendition that instantly makes you appreciate the music and gets you tapping a foot or two.
I wonder if it is an innate reaction? As soon as the drums are banged in rhythm, wherever I am, I rock to it. The power of the tune, banging the traditional way, awakens the need to dance.
Sway / I move/ Shake a leg/ Body gyrates/ Listen to the beat/ Bop to the beating drums/ I’m moved by the true message/ Stamp my feet, when the tune changes/ The shrill voice of the instrument joins in
I was inspired partly by Kate McCarroll Moore’s page on Dance from her book Alphapoetica and used the etheree poem format that I read from a post yesterday.


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