Best Sound Poems

a gentle breeze
   tinkling wind chimes
   her voice

   reflected
   within her eyes
   the sky

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There Will Never Be Enough Time

There will never be enough time to hear unique
music of nature's songs in its birds, its insects,
in songs of the...

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Your mind's in knots,
as stress plagues thoughts.
On hope you cling,
to bloom like Spring.

Its fine my dear,
nerves can cause fear.
Don't be so scared,
gifts must be shared.

Your...

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And so it is…
When the trees don’t speak, barely a whisper in the wind,
Wet petals stuck motionless to the ground as if pinned
When there is...

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I decorate a grotto for you, Mama
where orchids and holy images
embellish this special place and day,
that saintly icons guard you there
as if they beg me...

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If you could paint a picture of silence
What color would it be?

Would you use a brush to paint the fog
in shades of gray, a touch...

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Is there a way you can show me your silence?
This world is deafening to me 
Can I find the words that I'm seeking..

Dream of a...

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.    The sound of
   Stilettos         coming   home. 
  The...

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Please speak to me my lovely friend
With leaves stirred softly by the wind

Under enchanted autumn sky
Where your susurrate sounds drift by.

Sing soft melodies in choir
As...

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This river of melody plays in my soul,
When I awake, I feel emerged in it whole.

In the calm of night, when I'm all alone,
It raises...

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Furious wind from the north hisses louder,
banging against the gaped mouth of  a sky, drenched…
 Haggard, the night wheezes with quack
 of birds waylaid;...

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thick skin and thin walls~

                sympathetic eyes
   ...

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Thundering tanks, missiles, bombs
     invade the world with fire's alarms

   Far beneath their horrific rounds
    ...

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The wind against the trees make a rustling
A sound unlike any other around
The rubbing of the limbs craft a bustling
It’s a subtle music which brings...

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The night like clouded charcoal scorched,
A sea of trees with starlight torched.
A night where laws are sound asleep,
Anarchic prayers running deep.

Alone I hear the wretched...

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