Beethoven Poems - Poems about Beethoven

A thought arose... In Hegel's great dialectic cotillion, Time transcends as the Absolute emerges, From deep submersion. Veritably idealistic path to verity. It is all about History! While Schopenhauer's Will, By mere chance, Drives life in concentric circles spinning, But not winning Human solicitations are insatiable. A germ on the cogwheel of life, Facing a suffering eternal stance. Crushed! Cracked glass I bleed, each cut reflects an...

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Melodic ingenuity of Ludwig van Beethoven raised music to the realm of art, cadence woven. A piano virtuoso, he turned into a composer unique, initiated the romantic era in coexistent classical music. He infused momentum in symphony, sonorous in the ninth with harmony. A few love affairs he had, but remained bachelor...

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Ludwig von Beethoven number nine* ...

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“Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man or woman.” Quote: E. M. Forster " Poem is enhanced if symphony plays while poem is read" The poet. Bold navy as dark and pure as the...

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poets, the evergreens, their poems, the word gospels that didn't make the big book like birds on overhead wires accidentally perched in the sequence of a Beethoven symphony but those words divine, while I figure out grain on half lit wooden floors reduced, now, to poems in pyjamas, oh my life, delayed, enforcing other immortalities...

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Ludwig van Beethoven raised music to the plane of art The power of his composition conveyed the cadence of heart Fused vocal and instrumental melodies in Ninth Symphony unique Struggled heroically with deafness though life turned silently bleak....

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for his affecting music Beethoven did not hear applause but he felt enthusiastic clapping hands PS Beethoven was deaf since childhood...

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Ludwig Beethoven baptised in Bonn loved both music&song Prolific was his second name deafness never inhibited this game...

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My friend, why have you spun out of joint? Or am I now cross-eyed? Is one of us running out of rhythm? Or both spinning in circles? Why is everything I say just a question? Can I speak or write a statement? Would you play Beethoven, or shall I put on Mozart? Is this not something I ask you? So why should this be...

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the onion in father's hands didn't have time to cry, with his fist punched it on the corner of the table, spread salt and ate it with sheep's cheese, (like the builders of the pyramids, my dad was paid in onions) the onion in my mother's hands was sweet and made many leaves, spring of spring she shared it...

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The loudest composer, ’tis clear, was Beethoven - man of the year. The Germans are proud of music that’s loud because Ludwig van couldn’t hear....

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an immortal genius ventured to extremes to stun&shock in precusive fanfars radiant with humanity tenderly lyrical suave&elegant yet in solemnity elevates to great heights ...

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dim dim is the eye sweet once were the hours fate has been joined bliss bliss farewell the night hides love in a blanket ...

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Please dearest wonders of the world. May my soul repent for my loss. For it is all my doing. Declare my blindness in Fur Elise. Fauna,flora,all alike. Let them refuse their gain of disbelief. They must know of the song I sing. The glory that it must bring. 1st movement,2nd movement. I will soon slow to a crawl. Fallen wings shall call me. Come to me...

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we drove late afternoon over the dark Rhein, the sky fake with orange, to Bonn : to a house with cool, emplty rooms, ...

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