Friday, May 15, 2009

Trivett Wingo 55

Sticks on skins
the hammer pulse of the soul
crashing hoofbeats a signal
of horsemen approaching
ratcheting backblasts
from an
infernal cannonry
impacts
of mountaintops
streaking down from the sky
rattling your chest
your ears
your teeth
your guts
cataclysmic
explosive
clattering
battering
shattering reason to shards
that scatter on wind
a krakatoa
of
rock

55

7 comments:

g-man said...

This flows beautifully, I'm not quite sure I understand this, but it flows beautifully....

Thanks for always being a Class Act Devo...

Have a Great Week-End...G

Eaton Bennett aka Berenice Albrecht said...

This piece does flow beautifully and makes me think of war...man's most horrible of accomplishments. :)

Devotee said...

Thanks for the kind words, g-man and Eaton. You guys always make me feel extra-special!

By the way, if you want a hint about this 55, Google the title. : )

Love,

Devo

anthonynorth said...

Wow! Powerful. Nicely done.

Cha Cha said...

Sounds like quite the cataclysmic 'O' to me.

Good for you, Devo.

^_~

Though, that's how my Heavy Metal mind interprets this volcano explosion from your rock imagery.

He's a most excellently hardcore drummer, though.

Maybe you're just playin' the drums.

Maybe your playin' the drums through embarking on a Wingo journey.

I like my first interpretation though.

Ha.

Cha Cha said...

It was only an interpretation, Your Devo-ness.

As I'm pretty sure you're just wavin' your beautiful arms on this one, playin' the skins.

Maybe.

I dunno.

I keep reading it and tryin' to figure it out.

Devotee said...

I like that interpretation, Strumpet! It wasn't intentional, but who am I to argue with an unintentional big 'O'?

I was mostly just trying to capture how great I thought this guy's drumming was, and I was a bit worried from the other comments that I'd completely missed the boat!

Thanks!