By Noel Ihebuzor
The touch key stirs, stretches, awakens and moves
humming, stroking and caressing
Soon, it blends notes and nuances,
stirs, nudges, and then steers other senses to move and dance
all awakening now, gliding, sliding, slithering
like anxious limbs aroused by the teasing inebriating tones of Alija
like nubile hips swaying involuntarily,
stirred by ekwe, ngelenge and udu laced by ele mminri
suddenly the soft shadows of a new song emerge
fleeting, inchoate
Some further loving touch and brush by the potter,
and the new song explodes
reason, rhyme and rhythm join hands
skipping along, speaking words
spraying flowers, some red, some rose,
some raw and raging,
some purple and crimson, some weeping, others laughing
but all carrying deep messages
that touch our aroused eyes and ears
and seep to the soles of our searching souls –
the beauty of Susan’s poetry
*** Susan Daniels, a superb poet and my duet partner, wrote a great poem “Muse ridden” http://susandanielspoetry.com/2013/02/14/muse-ridden-2/
which prompted my spontaneous comment on her blog. Stirred Muse is my attempt to polish that spontaneous response – so here! I am still left with the feeling that the spontanoeous response reads much better!***
This so makes me smile–love the colors in here. I like the spontaneous response and this one, as well. You are such a gifted poet, my friend. have missed your words!
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Noel, what a sensous creation of beautiful rythym 🙂
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hmmmmmm! Sensous? we are in lent! so, no comments!
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