Aeolian Poems | Examples

Vulcan of Rome

l 'll sleep at his feet
l 'll bathe in his water
l'll choke in his heat
forgetting it's daughter

a pleasure boat calls
a sight seeing tour
Aeolian relax,
they fear not the facts

there's a crater above black
but wont worry me
l'll ignore all read facts
and just swim in the sea

so a sip of the wine
and then l'll fine
myth God Vulcan, Rome
i'm told, he's not home

l try not to think
if his times is to blink
that he has a lie in
as l sip on my gin

its a sight prettily
no sign hostility 
but this trip to Italy
Vulcano ,  Sicily
.................................worries me !

The United States of Aerth

Enter a new Aeon 
When the USA expands 
Beyond just one continent 
Inviting people worldwide 
To come together, make a choice 
Join US!  Manifest Destiny Aerth! 
Free the Humans!  Free the mind! 
"Ask, and you shall receive” ... 
All the benefits of the US Constitution 
Become the next Star on our Flag 

Listen, music from an Aeolian harp 
Touches eardrums from around the world 
A new Aesthetica for Man! 

It’s time to take a stand, Citizen 
What do you really believe in? 
It’s freedom or bust! 
Let’s not fail our fellow Aerthlings 
Let’s not fail ourselves 

Listen, music from an Aeolian harp 
Touches eardrums from around the world 
A new Aesthetica for Man!

Composing Songs

Which key should I put this song in?
I sing in G Ionian/major comfortably,
Likewise the relative E Aeolian/minor scale.
Plus those guitar chords are easy as sin.

I could choose a scale that’s more exotic -
D Mixolydian has the same notes and chords.
Hungarian or Roumanian minor, Spanish Gypsy.
Or another scale derived from minor harmonic.

Keep it simple – let’s start with the G Major scale.
Should I do a basic 1-4-5 with major G/C/D chords?
Or a jazzy 2-5-1 with A minor/D/G ending on the tonic?
Let’s do a bluesy 1-4-5 with a turn-around at the tail!

Just major and minor triad chords are boring.
Major, minor, and dominant sevenths can be cool;
But I’m rather partial to suspended seconds and fourths.
My sliding E diminished flat 7th will keep the fans from snoring!

What can I do to add even more pizzazz and glitz?
Slowly build the dynamic and rhythmic complexity.
Give the crowd a tribal chorus they can sing to.
Add a spanking hot hook throughout that never quits!

From Deep Charybdis Depths

old, aeolian rauks! a rugged cliffy coast...
foamy splash of the sea azure in tumult, uproarious tide!
tentacular visions i behold
  from deep Charybdis depths... 

the eyestalks of giant ocean-snails
broadcast watery apocalypse
a halatinous parching of viperfish throats
murmur thick vibrations 
from abyssal floor...

Battle

Knife sharp nerves, veiled in silk
Stretch and strain to break through
This barricade of skin
To reach out across the charged chasm,
To touch you where you stand,
Shadow-drenched and whisper-close,
To cradle you in love’s aeolian embrace.

But Fear, the captain of my soul,
Commands the battlements before which
My desires lie in legion,
Gore besmirched and dying.

My nerves, lost and defeated, have retreated,
Snail-like into their familiar shell.

Years pass in an irretrievable moment.

© Barry Freeman – 22nd April 2002

Harpooned

aeolian mist of Bretagne
as the orange
sun cannonballs into the
ocean depths. shrillness
of sound on shepherd peaks,
trembles down on panic-grass.
sprites and sirens toss’d from their sleep.
the earth violates, the sea
surmounts.
                        trident stabbed whale —
                        hearty breakfast in
                        the fisherman’s bed.

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Should Doors Close

Should doors close, you'll find me awaiting 
Harking to aeolian whispers,
Watching the windows for your return,
Sitting in crepuscular stillness,
Should doors close, balconies will open,
Creating new possibilities
Of our passionate love reunion,
Look for marked jalousies, should doors close.


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Road Hit By Jack Ellison

Road Hit By Jack Ellison

Rough road we knew had been hit by jack;
And by the time he started coming back
Remember when,
Another Aeolian,
Brought more poems which were intact.

Jim Horn

Aeolian Ellison wrote the poem.

Crematorium

dead
bones rise
in ashes,
furnace spews clouds
smelling putrid smoke,
tongues consume bodies all,
aeolian whispers fan
Varanasi’s fierce appetite,
prayer flags wave like a wick of hope
while the ruddy Ganges silently flows

The Stairway To Nowhere

The stairway to nowhere:
The desert where you wander when you dream
That dry plane with cold marbles
Under the hot overhead
Where shadows have passed 
Somewhere close to my mother laughing
Somewhere close to me jumping

In this crystal house with transparent multifarious rooms
Each with the stars as the infrangible ceiling
The wimpled windows
Let light break
In to this Aeolian world
Like a quixotic visitor

It weaves itself into the matter
Dares to light it up
In the night
If only briefly
Before it leaves
On the stairway to nowhere

Beauty's Twin

A pendulum is but a slave of time:
What its trapped spirit wants is hidden where
The folding waves can find a friendly clime,
Far from the bloody dagger of despair. 

Inveigled by amorphous accolades
Of lust, the lure to scry and linger thin
In search of faithful memories soon fades
If hungry eyes ensorcel beauty’s twin. 

Æolian caresses cannot calm
The mind of Argus on his callous charge,
Though knavish gods have chosen to embalm
His eyes within a noble avian barge. 

How brazen! I still crave the fleeting thrill
To break the sundial as Saint Elmo strikes the mast
Of ships, and make gray time stand still. 
O, might it die so that I breathe at last!

Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com

The Wild Winds - Not the Williwaw

As the screaming Sirocco swept the sands,
Suffocating the Shiekh's Sixth Sick Sheep,
It's sister, Simoon, soon sought to strike
The sweat-suffering Sultan's sweet sleep.
Then came the Khamsin, and  Calima, too,
- Dust-devils, Diabolos, Lavaan, Loo!

Angered, Aeolos, King of the Air,
Council called up with him in chair
Boreas, Euros, Fair Favonius,
Zesty Zephyr, alll were there

With solemn, sullen, scowl he said:
I'll rout these rascals, send you instead.

The howling hot-heads harassed no more
As the Aeolian Airs soothed the Shiekh's sandy sore!

(At his point I petulantly wind up my windy verbiage - 
As continuing ceaselessly and adamantly with unending alliteration would surely end in gibberish and garbage)

Purple Martin

We raised gourd houses for the Purple Martin
Atop a pole, against a fluid sky
Where late jet thunder spews
A raid cloud--ambitious wonder.
 
Intense, our Southern sky, like old dreams
Harbors a night's Aeolian pine,
A day's jonquil in oxblood sod
And simmering heat enchanting jejune asphalt.

But room lies yet in sanctuary swamps
For thinning fox grape, hawk and mockingbird..
One idea away from a maze of pipe and brick
On hunger's soulless map.

Aeolian Harp -Quatrain-

The wind blows 
over my strings, 
the music gently flows 
such a sweet song it sings. 

Copyright Cynthia Jones 
Nov.23/2004

Mum

Mum

  Mum, let her sleep mother,
  For it’s time, time to lay fatigue bone,
  Time to cover up with a quiet rest forever,
  After much ruffled in the,
  Dust wrapper and grave sheets.
  You have done, done most
  For you would no longer mourned,
  Wailed in tears for the remainder,
  Even us lambs, devotee Shepherd,
  The offspring here matured,
  And face what life is there to live,
  Expectation of saying thank you
  Is lost in warring for survival,
  No more, cared, feared, sleepless, hungered,
  Thirst and suffered through her dried,
  Patched and desert encroached jubilee,
  No more waking,
  Like cock crow at dawn,
  Up and about on her feet,
  Crouched in front of pot of daily bread,
  Blowing Aeolian into dying embers,
  A muttered to  Almighty:
  Help! I have to feed the large mouths,
  Although we were still slumbering,
  In rest keep blossoming like morning glory,
  Let dew of death brought out your freshness,
  In dream placate, dialogue, and supplicate,
  To let last through life

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