Tempo Poems - Poems about Tempo

... Composed, he walks towards the podium. At first to applause, until a hush forms. His heart beats like a water pump, sweat drips - eyes fixed at his ensemble. Audience anticipates, as he stands......Read the rest...

...Listless on plate waited the farewell cake, So did most colleagues— eagerly to leave, ‘Pon vouching polite words, bulk of them fake, I still recall that routine tedious eve, When companies to ......Read the rest...

...I'm symphony in your hands fingers soft-playing my spinal keys ebony and ivory it's black and white tonight and every other night stoking with soft-sound stroking with tremolo touch the sighing n......Read the rest...

...The sun is melting at a hundred and five degrees and the wind is swirling in the trees, the petals are opening wide in the skies and the motorcycles are rolling by. Hundreds of them in line rolling d......Read the rest...

... Cool comforts from the moon shining in Spring diverge from coming Summer's scorching sun. Sweet honeysuckle lifts its trumpet string to set swift tempo for the Springtime fun. The peo......Read the rest...

...(Lyrics written to the tune of: "That Old Black Magic" *NOTE: Maintain forward tune throughout all six stanzas; last three stanzas don't revert to original tune wherein, tempo change) ......Read the rest...

... Although it's a well worn cliche, there is something soothing in the thought of lying in bed listening to rain. Last night I was front row in a symphony. An adagio of soft fall, murmurings ......Read the rest...

...She's a rhapsodic tale of might beyond falu dynamics sailing through heartbreak's stormy strikes and Lupus fight. In an exchange of blows with darkness, she steams in granite, kindness gleam......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay I can touch the rhythm of your beats, and sense the chirpy throb; the music streams it currents to my pulse, the hair on my skin rises, the trumpet ricochets, filling the roo......Read the rest...

... A perfect triangle As he stood in the shadow Of the dead eye windows of his home His face alway up Stars or cries of cloud his theatre The sounds that based from his neon lit blue ears He ......Read the rest...

... My Maestro, Oh Maestro, the beauty of your love is a mesmerizing symphony and like the performance of Pherekydes of Patrae, you've led my heartbeats to a more perfect harmony, with the passio......Read the rest...

...Pacific Ocean is fiercely melodic and turquoise tonight Her waves flowing as a ribbon, like a musical score I stare into the horizon, seeing full moon work her magic She is the conductor, orchestr......Read the rest...

...“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- ~~ The Poet ~~ Conductor of an a......Read the rest...

...Is love not like the weathered bark Tightly holding that which it cherishes A gnarled and wily smile savoring The beauty of its outstretched arms Rocking to the tempo of the time Swaying in a su......Read the rest...

... Dream catchers chime in the wind, like soft tones of a xylophone. Melodic melancholic rain, is free flowing, but morning birds still arrive, sitting on wet window sills, singing about their d......Read the rest...