Least Read Poems About Music
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When I Used To Bleed Music
I used to noodle my 6-string for hours
Dripping platinum and gold on the carpet
To no one but myself night after night
Drinking in it's sweet surrendered dulcet
Strumming louder and louder faster
Accenting and pumping the beat along
So fast Id cut my skin and bruise my hand
Wizardly charms rang off sure and long
The music made whole by my passion
Ash body and rosewood neck caressed
Thought to note and back again and again
Finding that perfect tone in frets perfectly kissed
The buildup to the...
Dripping platinum and gold on the carpet
To no one but myself night after night
Drinking in it's sweet surrendered dulcet
Strumming louder and louder faster
Accenting and pumping the beat along
So fast Id cut my skin and bruise my hand
Wizardly charms rang off sure and long
The music made whole by my passion
Ash body and rosewood neck caressed
Thought to note and back again and again
Finding that perfect tone in frets perfectly kissed
The buildup to the...
#love
#music
#SelfReflection
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4 Comments
Musical Odyssey Imbibed (Shaken And Stirred)
Music streams
Fueling daydreams
Sparking feelings
Leading to sweet things
Blessed nurturings
Mild murmurings
Sweet nothings
Felt conjurings
Happy happenings
Chaotic ramblings
Heartfelt poetic spillings
A smile on your face truly means ...
Everything ...
Bless and love ... .
Fueling daydreams
Sparking feelings
Leading to sweet things
Blessed nurturings
Mild murmurings
Sweet nothings
Felt conjurings
Happy happenings
Chaotic ramblings
Heartfelt poetic spillings
A smile on your face truly means ...
Everything ...
Bless and love ... .
#love
#dreams
#music #magic
#music #magic
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Cross-Country Drive
Riding on the highway
With the wind blowing sideways
Zooming passed acres of land
With rustling cornfields forming a band
Observing the changing colors of the sky
As the sun begins to set from up high
Almost Tasting the aroma of sweet croissants
Filling the air As we cruise on
Nothing like diving
Into Cross-country driving
Catching A breath of fresh air
As the hours linger and minutes stare
Nothing makes me feel more alive
And gives me more pleasant delight
Than blasting the stereo from a car
As...
With the wind blowing sideways
Zooming passed acres of land
With rustling cornfields forming a band
Observing the changing colors of the sky
As the sun begins to set from up high
Almost Tasting the aroma of sweet croissants
Filling the air As we cruise on
Nothing like diving
Into Cross-country driving
Catching A breath of fresh air
As the hours linger and minutes stare
Nothing makes me feel more alive
And gives me more pleasant delight
Than blasting the stereo from a car
As...
#happiness
#music
#uplifting
#culture
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Confluence
plum blossoms pinkly beam in the dew
green branches meld to the hue of country sky
these things almost in themselves a sutra
a confluence of various means
in humility beneath the undimmed moon.
and primarily you are also
incarnate music incarnate wisdom
great realizations of
clear light and dark light
and unrealizations of the same.
green branches meld to the hue of country sky
these things almost in themselves a sutra
a confluence of various means
in humility beneath the undimmed moon.
and primarily you are also
incarnate music incarnate wisdom
great realizations of
clear light and dark light
and unrealizations of the same.
#music
#nature
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Dynamic
And in hollows, the violin plays
the melody of a thousand tears.
I listen to my thoughts sway,
and the strings begin to settle my fears.
The piano whispers a faith that causes hope
to weave a harmony that journeys in the wind,
adding eighty-eight ways to cope.
As we play, the sonata rescinds
the darkness that breaks through the skyline.
The overtones leave an impression
and the shadows decline
as we push far beyond expression.
the melody of a thousand tears.
I listen to my thoughts sway,
and the strings begin to settle my fears.
The piano whispers a faith that causes hope
to weave a harmony that journeys in the wind,
adding eighty-eight ways to cope.
As we play, the sonata rescinds
the darkness that breaks through the skyline.
The overtones leave an impression
and the shadows decline
as we push far beyond expression.
#hope
#music
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Triumvirat - Spartacus
At fifteen, the music whirled in a time machine,
where Spartacus calls with symphonic gleam.
Keys cascade like ancient rivers’ stream,
echoing rebellion in a wild and fierce dream.
Synth notes rise like morning's first light.
With drums' thunderous roar Rome takes flight.
Heartbeats sync with the rhythm's might.
An empire's fall in the silent night.
Emotions surge in the flickering gleam
as history dances revealing its steam.
In the attic headphones tether the soul
each track pulls deeper making hearts whole.
Warrior’s cries...
where Spartacus calls with symphonic gleam.
Keys cascade like ancient rivers’ stream,
echoing rebellion in a wild and fierce dream.
Synth notes rise like morning's first light.
With drums' thunderous roar Rome takes flight.
Heartbeats sync with the rhythm's might.
An empire's fall in the silent night.
Emotions surge in the flickering gleam
as history dances revealing its steam.
In the attic headphones tether the soul
each track pulls deeper making hearts whole.
Warrior’s cries...
#beauty
#memories
#music #teens
#music #teens
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August 31st 2019 (Big Camp)
Five days after performing at Hastings Pride
(My first performance on a stage!)
I was then transported to Lincolnshire
For a fabulous Big Camp
In a field surrounded by other fields
Containing sheep, and turnips!
I'd put myself down on an open mic
I was awaiting my turn
And was to follow a strong man act
Which was pretty impressive
But i was thinking, how does a poet follow that?
Whilst waiting, i went to get myself another cider
When i noticed they had something called mead
Never liked honey, but thought 'when in Rome'
I...
(My first performance on a stage!)
I was then transported to Lincolnshire
For a fabulous Big Camp
In a field surrounded by other fields
Containing sheep, and turnips!
I'd put myself down on an open mic
I was awaiting my turn
And was to follow a strong man act
Which was pretty impressive
But i was thinking, how does a poet follow that?
Whilst waiting, i went to get myself another cider
When i noticed they had something called mead
Never liked honey, but thought 'when in Rome'
I...
#funny
#happiness
#holiday
#LifeAsAWriter
#music
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Sweet Scented Serenity
Lakmi
opera
'Delibes'
sweet
scented
perfume
'The
Flower
Duet'
by Jemia
opera
'Delibes'
sweet
scented
perfume
'The
Flower
Duet'
by Jemia
#beauty
#flowers
#LifeAsAWriter
#music
#peace
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Lady Godiva Composed
On the radio
this morning
They spoke of
a composer
Who'd composed.
a piece of work
For a tenor
"Blimey!"
thought i
"They should of
come to me
I would of done it
for a fiver!"
(feeling composed....)
by Jemia
this morning
They spoke of
a composer
Who'd composed.
a piece of work
For a tenor
"Blimey!"
thought i
"They should of
come to me
I would of done it
for a fiver!"
(feeling composed....)
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#music #PowerOfWords
#music #PowerOfWords
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Song
We all have that one song.
That we remembered for very long.
The one whose lyrics is very strong.
And connects to us deeply.
The one that comforts us.
And stays in our minds neatly.
Maybe it's a song you heard as a kid.
Or a song you heard on the radio.
Maybe it's a song you like to sing.
Or a song you heard at a rodeo.
When the lyrics speaks to you in a way none does.
When the melody beats in your ears.
The way nothing else does.
Like the first time you heard it at a certain age.
And you grew up,you...
That we remembered for very long.
The one whose lyrics is very strong.
And connects to us deeply.
The one that comforts us.
And stays in our minds neatly.
Maybe it's a song you heard as a kid.
Or a song you heard on the radio.
Maybe it's a song you like to sing.
Or a song you heard at a rodeo.
When the lyrics speaks to you in a way none does.
When the melody beats in your ears.
The way nothing else does.
Like the first time you heard it at a certain age.
And you grew up,you...
#hope
#lyrics
#motivational
#music
#uplifting
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First Take
There is something about the first take
It’s raw and there are many mistakes
But it captures the real feelings
You can go back and try to recreate
But there is a soul missing
Go back again money is ticking
We’re booked for 10pm no one shows up but the engineer
What can he do without us, punch his phone as the money rings
Three hours later the bassist shows up, proceeds to throw up his guts
Where’s the drummer and guitarist to turn this house into madness
As the tension grows...
It’s raw and there are many mistakes
But it captures the real feelings
You can go back and try to recreate
But there is a soul missing
Go back again money is ticking
We’re booked for 10pm no one shows up but the engineer
What can he do without us, punch his phone as the money rings
Three hours later the bassist shows up, proceeds to throw up his guts
Where’s the drummer and guitarist to turn this house into madness
As the tension grows...
#music
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Yellow Trumpets
Long
necked
Daffodils
Like
bobbing
yellow
trumpets
Floating
on
the
wind
by Jemia
necked
Daffodils
Like
bobbing
yellow
trumpets
Floating
on
the
wind
by Jemia
#flowers
#music
#nature
54 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Music