Best Cellos Poems

POTD 30th August 2018 

The gently swaying branches of the old oak should elicit calmness
And yet a sense of foreboding permeates the midnight air
Wild imaginings?  Or did shadows flit across the leaf strewn path?
No time to dwell ~ She must make haste
Long afore the...

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"Thy Beautiful Heart : The Blue Faery’s Baby"


'Tis brave the heart 
of a lionhearted cub 
When Butterflies 
aren’t pretty
Aren’t all what they seem

Monsters that do steal teeth 
from the Blue Faery's Baby

A glass jar full of 
plundered 
precious Pearls 
of White Ivory, 
not sweet honey...

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Where does the 
    selfless sun hide
when heavens
r a i n bloodstones? 
Burned and inscribed, 
from monsoon monsters,
gnawing at our bones,
the shimmering 
  darkness imbibed,
If only drifting 
shades 
   of gray, 
where the tempests 
    ...

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To harmonize within this dream

A brazen dance of cornered screams
Along a wafting, winding lane
Where melodies in concert themes
Are more than any can explain

I wander by this sad request
In minor chords and broken strings
As clarinets don’t pass the test
Among so many other things

When from the shadows...

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oh, yes ...

yes, I have ...
I've had them ... those moments
the deep, desperate, rare moments ...
"straight-from-a-movie" moments
of romance and melancholy

where the violins and violas and
cellos pull on your heart ...
forlorn music reaching down into your viscera
to yank at your soul in tyranny ...
heart-wrenching moments of
exquisite...

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Moonlight tango

It was a Saturday night, in Buenos Aires, 10:30pm, to be exact. It was a hot summers night, and you could see, and feel, the steam rising from the cobblestone street, here in La Boca barrio*. This is where it all began over a...

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SYMPHONY ORCHESTRA

There’s a player up there
                          stomach resting on his chair
     blowing air
   ...

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TANGLEWOOD AS THERAPY

Tanglewood untangled me, took my breath away
each moment of Sibelius, Mahler, Rachmaninoff 
sweet violins, trumpets, kettle drums, cellos, fire
mixed with wind, echoing within the shed, over
the lawn, concert goers sprawled on blankets,
seated on beach chairs attentive to every sound

those strains, my favorite classics,...

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“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- 
                             ...

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Those New Gods 
evacuate the violence
simulating patience 
they were once created 
to guide us, they overtook us 
snapped our heads off 
every time we thought of violence

Those New Gods 
came to reconcile us
with the act of servile silence
we lay down let them take us
like we...

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when eve doth fall upon summers’ end, 
   a hint of splendor bequeathed arose
upon firmament as changed scenery 
   (this third equinox act since new year) bellows
basses loaded and blasted in sync with pyrotechnic pizzazz,
   while orchestras suites scored...

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Her skin color looking like a highlighted shade 
Of the African brown soil
Her hair looked like a leafless tree
Its roots floating onto the naked ocean figured like the curve
Of an African woman
Her lazy eyes looking like the moon of raise
Her nose shaped like the earth
Her...

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Strokes of eloquence
breathe airbrushed scenes
painting my world in linguistic dreams

How tasteless bland these buds would be
If phrased thy love were unspoken to me
like honey barren of sweetened flavor
a silent, save-less savior

In awe
giving pause
grant witness your thoughts
grandiloquence such passion draw
as violent rage to sweet stillness assaults

Like...

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As I gather them to the first class lounge
Surely we will calm down the throng.
Of mothers in shock,fathers at a loss.
Crying wee ones encased in their arms.
Lifeboats not nearly enough I hear.
And so we play together as one.
The piano and cellos,the violins.
Kindred spirits fighting our...

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Elegant frequent interludes
Ebony and ivory harmonised 
The maestro raises his hands
A single note from a violin

Reverberates the soul within
Piano keys dance the storm
Conductor's baton waves the way
The orchestra now as one

Vibrations pounding in my heart
Sweet cellos and harps sing
Two dueling clarinets take front stage
Silhouetted angels...

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