Before the Drum Beats

                 Before the drum beats *

Even if it brings a tear to your eye

This will hurt me more than you .

It may resonate with you,

Let you know you are not alone,

Stir the depths of your being,

Bring a glow to your heart,

But it will hurt me more than you.

The words are the skin

The rhythms and rhymes

Are the muscles and bones

The product of skill alone,

But the heart and spirit they embody

Is something else

Located beyond all skill

And needing guts, madness-or absinthe-to find

Sometimes the heart is found easily

But often it has to be dragged

Raw, frightening and still beating

Into the light of a merciless sun

Beating  beating……

Of course I’m exaggerating

( I’ll say that so you don’t think I’m weird )

But. No pain no gain

        No blood no good

This will hurt me more than you

But it will hurt me more if I don’t

Just give me the guts Lord .

         

                                        Wilf  04 07

*T.S.Elliot said that all poetry begins with

the beating of the drum . This is about the creative process

in this case poetry ,but it could be anything