Aria Poems - Poems about Aria

...In the heart of the night, next to the unmoved clock, She lies, with the pillow—a saline lake of pagan scents, Mourning something that was never spoken. Prisoner in the castle of shadows, where da......Read the rest...

...Everybody has this silly notion that life is not as precious as gold: have they exchanged it for devotion: to grab it faster than they could? I agree, nothing exceeds the value of a ruby, if ......Read the rest...

...This is a moment, when words between us are stray bricks on a smooth road. Pointless, and difficult to speak, when the tongue is kissing, hands conducting last chords of a rapturous aria. ......Read the rest...

...Cats go out then cry to come in. A runt-end of shade wilts. We feel the pull of a Lunar tide, sense the off-center mewing, of a dissonant aria. Trembling dogs hide their body-bones. The air i......Read the rest...

... Born in New York of Italian descent- from childhood on- lasting still all these years, Deep in my soul live the sounds of lament- The drama of romance, fear, death, and tears. The power, ......Read the rest...

... "Life is a song," I find it intriguing, how often the roads we journey upon allude to lyrics like variant moods of songs. Some days I endeavor to sing, but the words come out all wrong. ......Read the rest...

... Imagine life without music and song Keeping one’s heart gleeful all the day long A song that inspires your spirit to soar That is sung in your heart for evermore. I love the aria that......Read the rest...

...a frozen aria an angry sparrow barking at winter a frozen farewell a snowflake coating on fallen feathers the snow drifts an unmoving breaker patiently poised an icicle threatens......Read the rest...

...A different song enters the symphony hall, It's not an aria or a choral work, it's much bigger, it fills the auditorium. Outside, on the street, a busker plays his pennywhistle. The orches......Read the rest...

... She talks incessantly of Opera, my nervous systems not listening, it’s desperately trying to connect to her voluptuous body, neural cells hum like eclectic cars. I cannot think at all of Moz......Read the rest...

...they promised to find him among mortal they wished to find him one spoke of him as if he had seen and spoke to him then he reported that he had been deceived and called the person a true Sat......Read the rest...

...Ringhiare verses Knurren, he smoked a Gurka Royal Courtesan, singing "Snorfin Lowgalling" and Lettmi Love You". Two sips of the Sidting Droft ( sherry and white grape juice mix), he began asking thin......Read the rest...

...“The blessed soul designs with serenity the graceful motif of peace” –Quote by poet A dislodged lonely leaf my mind floats far away, on the rhapsodic river of reverie from life’s caco......Read the rest...

...We asked her to sing at a certain range. What she had been used to was changing the tempo to recreate the song: but we hired her with instructions. We had to retool her gifts. We hired a training......Read the rest...

...As dusk hours darken the skies ever later Crepuscular creatures return Strisores awaken the heathland As the heat of the day still rises from the earth. Quietness blankets the world in black ......Read the rest...