Best Clarinet Poems

i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
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“When I am silent, I fall into the place where everything is music.”
Rumi

If life was a song,
what would be your refrain?

When instruments of fate performed
in...

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Struggling through the Great Depression
Growing up fatherless in the care of a loving aunt
Losing her husband, his weary mother could not cope

Working for the Civilian...

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As if the sunlight breaks the day
And dawn arrives with a whispered breath
Ascending like a clarinet        ...

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All your body's limbs
   obey your brain's commands
But the closest thing to YOU you've got
   are the fingers on your hands

You...

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The black water reflects the still morning
Monarchs flutter and dance in rising sun
Purple skies grow lighter without warning
Separate rain, as rainbow colors run
Could I have...

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A Harvest of Music

The orchestra gathered under the dome
Audience  awaiting the pure joy to come. 
Descending silence alerting the senses. 
Arrive the maestro, and...

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Soft notes of a clarinet playing
‘You are so beautiful’, stirs memories
of holding hands and making plans
in the dimly lit atmosphere, so close, 
the scent of...

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THE BUTTERFLY AND ME

Venus butterflies
tiptoe upon roses rise
playful in pirouette, 
they tango 
with the singing voice 
of a clarinet...
Wouldn't this view 
capture your eyes?

Swarm of...

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No Greater Hero,

Struggling through the Great Depression
Growing up fatherless in the care of a loving aunt
Losing her husband, his weary mother could not cope

Working for...

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Used on Poetry Soup 6/13/17

Summer’s Songs

The rumbling bass of thunder,
A beat of light, a roaring rain,
Zinnias are spreading and waving
Glory colors once again.

The low viola...

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Greet the little King,
who has been born in a cold manger
on the holiest of nights;
and by the glitter of a descending star,
He will spread peace...

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Music was always my great love
throughout all my years of living
having liked many types in that time
even although I couldn't really sing

In the past decade...

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Harvard, Princeton or Yale?
   I'll take some courses by mail
Engineering or Mathematics?
   I'm majoring in Acrobatics

Piano, Violin, Flute or Clarinet?
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i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
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