By the Numbers

(The prompt: To write a poem about numbers. You could use one of three forms with numbered syllables, the tanka(5-7-5-7-7), the tetractys(1-2-3-4-10-4-3-2-1) or etheree(1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10) I was able to do one of each.)

Music by the Numbers: a Tanka

One and two and three

four and five and six waltzing

by the numbers and

An Irish jig and polka

Three quarter time oom pa pa

Time out of Time: a tetractys

Time 

Out of 

memory,

Have a sweet

pair made poetry. Because of you, I

Have a sweet

Memory

Out of 

Time

Countdown: an etheree 

One

Flesh. Two

Hearts. God. Three

strands. Four ever.

Five fingers plus five

Entwined. Six days--make Us,

Seven days--rest. Have fun. drink life.

Eight octopus arms wrapped. stuck on you.

Nine levels of hell when you are gone.

Ten 'commandments' now, 'As you wish, my love'.

Singing in the sun

One of my passions is music.

I like to listen. I like to sing. I love to play.

I lack great skill or training, but I have worked hard to learn.

I have played on church worship teams. I have jammed at coffee houses.

Where I found the greatest pleasure is in playing for change at farmer's markets.

There is little I enjoy more than to sing in the sun and get rewarded for it.

To see a variety of people and sometimes make a connection.

It is a rich artistic outlet. It makes me happy.

One of my passions is music.


Now I am sad.

I am also quite mad.

Why rain on my parade?

The season is over now till spring.

That happens every year with out fail.

What really bugs me is the copyright Gestapo.

Socan protects all musicians so they say.

But they're going make the market pay.

If one song is not public domain.

Or one of my own.

That is so sad.