Swallow me whole ~ symphony of thunderstorms
break the sky with snare drums
the utterance of the approaching squall
cymbals illuminate clouds of darkness
piccolos the shooting stars
that beckons us to other lands
Let me ride ~ the crest of cellos
rain filled, before they burst
tempting parched and broken ground
when my time comes I’ll rest ‘neath harps
tranquil in the angels hands and
eyes will close to the refrain of violins
©jmtacken Jan 2014
hopefully my poetic muse is finding her way back home
Ramblings From A Mum 
I like the notion Jenny that heaven beckons you, and why of course would it not. Resting beneath harps is a good image……Well done.
I must admit many images went through my head when I wrote. I think I’ll float around the Universe a little first, thank you my friend
Swallow me whole ~ symphony of thunderstorms (strong opening line)
i like the focus on sounds in the opening….
this to me is the emotional ride music can take you on…its pretty cool…
i cant respond to your email from school but will this eve
I smile ~ thank you kindly, I didn’t have the patience to sit on this, as you can see ~ but I was kinda happy with it. Will catch you later, enjoy your day B.
Your poetic muse is back in full swing!!
Now all I have to aim for is the roller coaster 🙂 thanks sweety x
yes, i’d say she’s right in your guest bedroom
eek that’s a worry we don’t have a bed in the guest bedroom – she’s probably flailing around on the treadmill! 😉 xx
The sounds, smell and imagery are wonderful. I agree, your muse is back. 😀 😀
thank you Tess, I feel another one coming on too – so watch out I could become a pest agin lol 🙂 xx
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I really like this, Jen – what beautiful imagery! 🙂
thank you gorgeous 🙂 xx
Music and muse combined. Think I’ll send mine out for a hauf soon if this is what comes from the wandering muse. Wonderful, Jen. x
thank you so very much darling ~ it actually helps not writing for a while (hopefully) now though creative juices have latched on again – heaven help my readers! 🙂 x
I think we’ve said before that sometimes there is a moment of fear thinking, ‘I’ve got nothing else to say’ or ‘I’ve run out of words’. Then it feels ok again. But a rest can make all the difference.
We’ll all be delighted, no fear. I probably should be taking a break before all my family start drawing daggers again! 😉 x
I know and imagine if we did ‘run out of words’ I could not imagine not having an inner voice or a mind to use, or fingers to slap the keyboard. Even a few days helps, also allows time to read others more. Mine are used to it, thank gawd for the IPad I can watch (pretend) a movie with Mr. S and scribble away at the same time – oh and thank you 🙂 x
Well I think your run of hot weather is having an amazing affect on your muse
bless you ~ perhaps it is or she’s had enough of the Vodka 😉 xx
hick!!! I hope so!! 😉
😉 😀 for now at least… x
;D
This is gorgeous Jenny! I could really hear the storm as an orchestra
thank you my lovely 🙂 x
You are most welcome =)
beautiful, intense imagery Jen, i wish my storms sounded like this!
Thank you, yes I think we all would 🙂
I’m very impressed as I thought this wonderful
That is a compliment and I shall take it and run – thank you so much Richard. 🙂
Come back!!!!
ok…only coz you said so lol