Best Accompaniment Poems

Rain Dancer

Days and nights of hibernation
within the clapboard walls, 
winter winds have eased
and only the sound of rain peals
upon the storm glass panes.

The desire to go out, to run, to scream
is strong, yet, on the rain taps a tarantella.
The parting soil unbound from icy grasp
permits...

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With accompaniment of rain, the tweets pour into my ear.
Saturation of sound, mottled bark and sodden moss.
Must be the downfall of civilization, heavens tears.
In God’s house, psalm’s blessing; outside, purging the dross.

Hues of watercolor diffuse, darkness rippling on wet canvas.
There is beauty in mankind, to...

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Suzanne in the Clouds


I am here, way up here
At peace and flying free
Dancing with angels
Singing with the accompaniment of violins and harps
Choirs here abound, such a wondrous sound

We have swings, numerous playgrounds of fun
Here all we little ones, smile and eat sugar plums
We see the...

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The low suffer most the blow of the law 
And no better do they fare with its flow:
From injustice to injustice it carries them
But none ever calls this a flaw.
For like that, perhaps, she can’t help to be,
Born of the mighty as she is.

Once, though,...

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There I stood, flushed: gripping
a  diaphanous pelvis of his guitar, 
he rips a pulpy drool of velvet notes…
glossy under a roulette of lights,
saucy on the parquet floor upon
an artist's feet :his  body movement 
resembling a twisted weave;  the
bossa nova of high timbre...

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Some issues,
some opportunities,
are written across great Western and Eastern cultures,
Northern and Southern economies,
Left and Right hemisphere structured minds,
breathing out- and in-forming lungs,
beating in- and then out-flowing hearts.


Flight toward freedom
and open-air healthy impressions,
and fight against racial oppression,
health depression,
patriarchal suppression,
competing capitalist corporate repression

Frighten by blaming
and anger by...

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Allow me to confess how gratifying it is
To see the rainfall of lights permeate through your eyes,
Swirling lightening warmth into my own
To see your thoughtful lips curve into a summer's beam
We energize each other as our words fall like playful spring petals,
Expressing our hearts' joys...

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THAW     AT    CROWSNEST     PASS  

Huge mountains massed and  cliffs  sheer.  It’s  March
And endless  blue  sky  cold is held back by the Chinook arch,
Snowy prairies rolling into...

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Guarded by towering hills on the East 
And flanked by the Arabian Sea on the West
With its easterly shore of stretching sandy swell 
That lulls the restless waves to sleep, 
There is a land, my land of green vegetation
Nestled among palm trees and paddy fields.

Oh!...

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As I fall to wither, dust
I contemplate the things I must
                      More than just a memory
is what I’d really like  to be

And though...

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The Seconds grew impatient
   As Anticipation aimed its dart
Hope sat erect at the table
   Compliments practiced their parts

Breaths were held as the Chef pirouetted
   The Piece de resistance proudly poised
Triumph on a smooth, sleek glass surface
   To...

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This Time, This Place

The music of Handel swirls in my soul,
And could I but see beyond my horizon,
Beyond the limits of my heart;
Beyond the sunset of this day,
A star of proportions so immense 
To shatter the state of dreamed pretense
Would fill the sky
Into the heavenly...

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There is a greasy odor in the air

At the window
across the room

the diaphanous wings of a fly

peal off accompaniment,
--a staccato--contradictory notes

to the stretched rays of a dying afternoon sun

falling  on the face of my otherwise muse

And in her countenance
all I can see
is the potential...

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An Ode comes from the Greek language
    It is originally a poem to be sung to music accompaniment
    Are you happy you may dance to
    A praise or tribute to, something big and elevated
  ...

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There was a king once reigning
Who carried a great, big flea—
And far from him complaining,
The flea filled the king with glee!
For to him that flea was dearer
Than even his only son,
And to make his preference clearer,
Raised it higher than anyone!

In ermine, silk and satin
The flea...

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