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Music Appreciation Poems | Appreciation Poems About Music

These Music Appreciation poems are examples of Appreciation poems about Music. These are the best examples of Music Appreciation poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

Details | Free verse |

Piano Practice

Each piano note 
Played skillfully with soothe hands 
No need for tension . . . 
It can heal the soul
The heart that's dying to ex-
Press those precious chords 
Piano Practice - 
Repairing my unstable 
Thoughts of distress...leading me to my ruins...
I have not achieved any success - drowning in my sins
I can't practice alone...
Teach me how to play elegantly 
Help me to translate my inspiration into piano compositions...
That would be genius...that would be incredible
The world needs music to repair its broken society
Piano playing is so moving and therapeutic 
Free us from solitude's captivity!
Stimulate us with mesmeric music, 
We need it so desperately! 
I refuse to be stuck in place without music, making me dance merrily!
Each piano note 
Was played pleasurably with gentle and articulate hands 
No need for tension . . . 
Don't make us feel apprehension!
Don't mention the sorrows and burdens of yesterday...
I pray...I want you to ascend this sun-shining day!
I pray that I see you spread 
Your velvet wings and fly today 
Without a trace of dread!
Get a heads start! Play those chords of bliss!
You are a waterfall of wonderfulness.... 
It can heal the can mend a broken heart as well
The heart that's dying to ex-
Press those precious chords...
Is your motivation a heaven or a hell?
Piano Practice - 
Repairing my unstable 
Thoughts of loneliness...
I can't practice alone...
Teach me how to play elegantly 
Piano Practice - 
Repairing my unstable 
Thoughts of woeful affliction and discouragement...leading me to my ruins...
I have not achieved any success - drowning in my sins
I can't practice alone...I must play a song with you
Teach me how to play elegantly and so true
Teach me how to be as talented as you . . . . 
Embrace me with affectionate passion
You don't know how you make me feel - mere satisfaction
Let me be your page-turner and take action!
I'll take action to help you play so flawlessly and wondrously - the audience is smiling and closing their eyes with gratification! ~

Details | Rhyme |

A Simple Pleasure

It's such a simple pleasure, like chimes upon the breeze, each note and chord a measure of his perfect harmonies. The poet is an artist, each masterpiece he sings. He sketches notes from palette. His brushes are his strings. His lyrics shared a vision, as their prophecy transcends the time, when we were in our prime, and now become old friends. And the canvas is his wisdom of emotions he revives that paint the portraits of our youth, and the landscapes of our lives. It's such a simple pleasure, like chimes upon the breeze, his songs for us to treasure, as our golden memories.
( A tribute to one of my favorites, Paul Simon)

Details | Ballade |

Listening to the blues greats

Listening to the Blues greats

I bought myself a video
Of all those grand old blues
I’ve always loved this kind of music
And what I used to do
Was play along on the old blue harp
With all this magic stuff 
So it brought to me sweet memories
Couldn’t play this disc enough.

I listened to old Muddy
Then Ma Thornton done her bit
George smith he played the blues harp
Then Joe Turner played his hits
These guys, they played; their souls on fire
I could not get enough
Of watching all those blues greats
As they all done their stuff.

I played that disc once over
Then played it twice again
The depth of that sweet music
It drove me half insane
I’ll always be a blues man
Until I’m here no more
Oh, yes that grand old music
I always will adore.

31 May 2014 @1325hrs.

Details | Free verse |

The Power Of Music

When no one else understands
Or seems to even care
One thing that I find comforting
Is that music is always there

Just as the loneliness begins to take hold 
When your heart continues for love, to long
One thing that can heal, I’m told
That’s the power of a song

Ballads and anthems, rock and blues
Or perhaps some pop and dance
Of all the many kinds you may choose
Give music a chance

It’s quite amazing, The Power Of Music
So scream it from the rooftops for all to hear
And whisper it in loneliness, when no one is near
Wherever and whatever you are, acknowledge The Power Of Music

Let the notes soothe your heart
And the beats heal your soul
Feel your sorrows and pain restart
As it is restored to your control

Feel your feelings understood, so sing it out loud
Spill the emotions on the floor
Whether you’re all alone or in a crowd
Just know that music is the cure

Therapeutic, consoling, and never judging
Telling you “It will get better soon”
Music provides the heart the necessary budging
That’s the power of a tune

It’s quite amazing, The Power Of Music
So scream it from the rooftops for all to hear
And whisper it in loneliness, when no one is near
Wherever and whatever you are, acknowledge The Power Of Music

Details | Rhyme |

Neil Peart Plus

fish eye lenses
all the worlds a stage
we are merely pretenders

triple entendre 
RUSH to see
the Moving Pictures

cry as they go by 
taken away 
from tonight's 


Details | Free verse |

Music's My Inspiration

Embarrassment reveals in my blushing cheeks…I’m late for the 3rd time! Now, 
I have 3 tardies…I gottah watch out! Ooooh…
Arrving late in class…once again – I just wanna get this class done and over 
with! Thank you, Lord, for making it the end of the school year!
Glistening with fresh sorrow – it’s as fresh as morning dew on the old man’s 
lawn…glad I don’t get a detention this time! (Author’s/poet’s note ~ it was so 
boring the first time I went to my detention…)
Enlightened by realization that I’m not the only one that has several tardies…
just look around you and you’ll see many people tardy (some nearly every 
day…how sad) – there’s evidence for yah! ~
RESPECT ME…yeah you – don’t judge me! Don’t take me as a joke…just ‘cause 
I’m introverted doesn’t mean I’m not as smart as the extroverted individuals 
(in fact, I’m an introverted and an extroverted…I’m neutral…and I’m a talented 
bard! Beat that . . .)
Laugh all you want… you’ll face your terrible consequences…I have an 
infatuation with music…it’s so amazing and therapeutic…I like all genres of 
music – some songs just stick to my song ‘cause they are epic! Terrific! Music’s 
my genius… so wondrous & inspirational!
You don’t care if I’m injured by your heartless words – go talk to your other 
peers or so-called “friends” or “foes” in my eyes…

Details | Free verse |


turn the page to a chapter of the book of life a mystery to how ur story is told. Who is the writer the author of ur tale some often ponder is the being within yourself is it a higher power who is one to really judge Some times we often test where we stand and what boundries we can cross and challenge that is the ulimate test of two souls weather the realtionship they share love business etc. I myself have a stronger bond to music and how it effects my life i am often to judge the out come based on the tune in my head I can not control the outcome by the tune playing just a insight really I often wonder the tune of my outcome but i am not meant to know the memories the still frames in the mind what about poetry in motion a desire for a motion picture in trapped in the memories of many is what i dream of and i have built toward this with each soul i affect drama happiness love sadness action its all generes of todays movie culture who will stick around to watch and who will walk out before the curtain is drawn only u can judge who is worth selling a ticket to ur demise ur destiny ur everything ur complete and uther descruction who do u want to watch and who do u want to say the box office is sold out to who will u allow to play a roll in ur picture is the question but where the actors and actresses are at is another story all together who is real who will win the tony You are the director the background music is your choice i feel the gudline is there by most strandards and the way u were raised but its up to you to make the plot thicken good or bad who knows the out come

Details | Free verse |

The Opera

            The Opera

Last night the opera came to me in bed
Enlisted my attention
I keep my distance
This is twisted
This is a mystery
Of all the things in life that should be missed
The opera is first on the list
To be avoided
Flushed down the toilet
So I did