Basso Poems - Poems about Basso

...RELIEVISTA  alto   basso mezzo cavo intaglio   embossed      inverse         en relief ......Read the rest...

...Accepting my costumed friends dare, I cautiously pushed through the weeds to the unlit dilapidate porch. Before I could knock, the door creaked open. "Come on in. We've ......Read the rest...

...class act one hard to follow more intriguing then ah-bore he thinks of all involved when he performs seen and unseen his works are a class act a showcase of talent and sheer ability it woul......Read the rest...

...honjitsu no taisen card o happuou shimasu liyou lo shai 20 pun ippon shoubu omatase shimaa shiai wokaishi itashimasu conduct code july 24----august 9 2020 ---------------------------- ------......Read the rest...

...musically on the staff f major treble clef keeps me with only one note that is B flat and so maestro tap tap tap your baton attention follow ing his lead i'm feeling basso f......Read the rest...

...i cannot contest a judge of a contest the best is the winner but when the cup is given based on based and abrasive words and what some say isn't poetry then i must say i try best to be......Read the rest...

...Based on BBC news article "Fart in parliament: Row blows up in Canada" http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-us-canada-38037187 Should our leaders discuss debt? Under which we toil and swea......Read the rest...

...Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe Erotic bark of exotic tree Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo… O…. Himbe Help a man be all he can be I come home tired, but my woman want me. She give me l......Read the rest...

...Here lies a besotted chorister, too soon Out of grog and out of tune. A basso nicht-so profundo is ne'er forgot Whether he die by clinker or by pot.......Read the rest...

...A kaleidescope of cacophonic carols Attacks my cochlea From hammer to anvil to stirrup To the mesa we ride with timbrels and lyres. \Gaily tripping lightly stepping Through oceans of dandelions ......Read the rest...

...The clouds shook A thick, black, very wet blanket out In the Southeastern quadrant Of the New Mexico firmament, Complete with lightning And growling, crackling, Massive basso-profundo sound ef......Read the rest...

...Early morning chill in the air Jack the Frost with ice in his hair Sliding along on his slippered feet upon trails left from his whispered heat Singing so lightly his winter tune hoping ice ......Read the rest...

...What is this upon the rosy vine? As evening sunlight’s sloth entwines Shadows thickening against a sky Of approaching stormy jagged clouds Lit inside with flash and sound Thunder’s rumble shook......Read the rest...