Best Pizzicato Poems
Pirouetting leaves,
Wafting to the water's edge:
Pizzicato breeze.
On Tour
To dive into the world of the great barrier reef would be enough
assimilating into the tranquil environment somewhere in the Capricorn
looking below while leaping merrily from a bluff
Like a babe in earth's womb, I am reborn.
Like a dart thrown on a map, may it land in the Atlas Mountains of Morocco
Among the snow-capped peaks, I'd breathe the air of eagles, frozen in awe
Wind whistling with legato, birds beneath quietly chirping their song in pizzicato
I would like nothing more than to remain here in this place, a place to withdraw.
Before I bounced from this terrestrial ball I'd have to party in Spain
One last hurrah flying first class to Ibiza
One last adrenaline rush, amped with red bull, taunting bulls with eyes bloodstained
One last expression from this American, perhaps a spending spree with a visa.
When the night has come and I should travel no more
Take me back home and bury me in earth's floor
16th March 2017 -Where I Want to Go contest entry
Plain brick walls
Wait for clinking cans of spray paint
To color in streetwise notions
Beyond the naked eye
Quiet strings of violins
Wait for hands to draw across bows
Or play pizzicato melodies
Beyond the well-trained ear
Blank pages
Wait for clever pens
To write stories and verses
Beyond the bare mind
Sparks of star light
Wait for a ready lifeforce
To ignite a hellmouth fire
Beyond the ordinary self
// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our
lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. //
Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio -
Bach, Beethoven, Brahms: beautiful berceuse, ballad, and bolero
Classical concertos and Christmas chorales crescendo concordantly
Dancers delight to dizzying drums and delectable dynamics
Ensemble eloquently emotes euphonic etudes and elegies
Flautist fluttertongues flute in frenzied fantasia or fantastic fugue
Guitar gallivants through gavotte, graced by glockenspiel glissandos
Heavenly hymns, happily harmonized, hearkening hearty hallelujahs
Improvising instruments inspiring in impromptu inventions,
Jovial jazz juxtaposition of jubilant, jamming jitterbugs
Kalimba keeps count as keyboardist kinetically caresses keys
Love song lullabys - lilting, legato lines of luxuriant, longing lyrics
Minuet melodies and madrigals marking mellifluous motifs
Nutcracker's necklace of nourishing notes: a nighttime nocturne
Orchestra's opulent overture opus, oratorio's operatic octet
Pianist plays presto pianissimo pitches in pulsing pizzicato perfection
Quartets and quintets on a quest for quality quiescent quarter notes
Romantic rhapsody rhythms resonate as rock 'n roll reverberates
Symphonies and sonatas send spine shivers, saxophone solos soar
Tenor troubadours tremolo in tempo as trumpet thrills with trills
Utopia of unassuming ukuleles unwinding in unison
Voluptuous violin vibrato, virtuoso vocalist, vivace vintage vibraphone
Well-tempered woodwinds wield wonderful waltzes worth whistling
Xylophone eXudes eXcitement in eXquisite eXtemporaneity
Yearning for youthfulness, you yodel "Yesterday"
Zesty zither anyone?
He played on the guitar like a pizzicato
Who frequented one too many bars
Always demonstrating
A wonderful amount of restraint
Even during the main feature
At the local drive in
In the end
He came to realize
How much he loved pizza
And at the end of the day
Even if he couldn’t play
He could always eat it
As if she stretched
both sides of her smile
in pizzicato,
then lets go...
Each note ascends,
circles her head
like a halo.
Cascading strings
send shivers through clouds.
‘Nine’ giggles —
the proverbial
cumulus-
humulus.
The harpist angel
weaves her fingers
in ancient frolic.
The instrument,
rocks like a baby
in her mother’s arms,
with wings upright.
Tight like friends,
bound to serve,
their souls are one.
The shalom of
solitude
and harmony,
sympathetic
vibrations,
and God’s love.
4/13/2021
Anacreontic Verse
Sponsor: Silent One
Each line 3-5 syllables
29 lines
1) Agronomy- the science of pissing me off.
2) Ahab- acknowledging that you own something.
3) Acetone- the sound made by one "passing gas".
4) Acquaint- Not an underwater swimming device.
5) Acrostic- A very angry blood sucking insect.
6) Plaster of Paris- Extra stronge French cognac.
7) Carpeting- Lovingly stroking your automobile.
8) Post Office- A woodpecker's place of business.
9) Squash- A soft vegetable someone sat on.
10) Sacriledge- A bag of money left precariously on a hillside indentation.
11) Pizzicato- A home delivered Italian specialty sent for by an ancient Greek
philosopher.
12) Renegade- A fruit drink of an escaped criminal.
13) Chestnut- a reproductive organ on Chester.
14) Forward pass- Trying to pick up the girl ahead of you on line.
15)Fossilize- Optic organs on a long dead animals.
16) Referendum- Advising a client to see someone even dumber than you.
17) Sequester- An inquisitive sailor.
18) Subduce- A two of any suit of cards on a submarine.
19) Vasoconstrictor- A deadly snake covered in Vasoline.
20) Indispose- When a Brooklyn photographer wants you in dis pose, not dat
pose.
Aqueous humor: she said of the buddahs hands that were
placed upon the table. Macula, and marvelous! A specticail
appealing to the eyes. Yards and Yards of lemongrass, and
beautiful bounties of Buddhas hands, the booty and prize of
chorered men willing to citriate a non citrated world.
Her caruncle shall move centered when he is revealed as
the plucking Pizzicato of Rhythm: The Obsidian Lava of
Citrusacion: from Buttes to Salton all shall speak him Great!
The Ciliary Body shall be marveled an adorned, the eye's of
Fools shall want those who want them to idolize them. Cascadia
shall be looked upon from the ages: thus each new beginning
make fools from theory, and facts shall distort there thoughts.
Those who these men wish to appeal shall refuse their want for
them and there women shall adore and love men. Hu-Buddhas'
Hands shall be bought to this world to flourish and shall
dominants the interest of people from era to era!
The Pizzicato Pluck shall began the entrance which
included a rhythm sound of melonic opera, Structural-
Improvements to the Unix Flauxer shall bring anew start to
worded harmony. Women who beleive in (NFP) shall be endearing
Mielle Creco Pelo
and shall wed. Y2 + X , 4 and -4, each improvement 4 2 X= 16.
(Non for Profit-pussy)
Oh those pizzicato drops
Play a frantic melody
Tour the scale from high to low
Bravo! from the sleepy heads below
The maestro empties out the clouds
And then so quickly steals away
But he'll be back to play again
So lovely to have my roof of tin.....
An etude is a musical piece, usually very difficult, that is especially written
to help develop musical techniques...
White noise echoes equally from wall to painted mural,
dancing like a whimsy wisp of width;
where waters drip and notes all slip,
sound patrols the minute holes that cause acoustic depression;
pizzicato strikes like bikes on blacktop every day,
leaving skids for little kids, loud scats scoop brats away,
with solos soaring boringly and duets dazzling dew,
it’s hard to not hear voices, different choices scream at you.
Intermittent pizzicato music
Comforting and soothing sound
Soft slumber coming soon
Matilda the peregrine Chanticleer
Has taken up residence
Along the 18th Fairway
Chicken-walking pizzicato- pecking
Rearranging the leaf pile
Clawing with sharpened talons
Making herself at home
Laying her eggs randomly
Amongst golfers’ errant balls
Indistinguishable from a distance
Her plaintive egg song
Like the golfers’ call
Lost in the Wind
November in a teacup
Looking up at your face
Our set of changes
Our own autumn
Pizzicato motion feels
Pleasure inside my sound
When Love lies above me
Leaves on the ground
Ron Kempton
i await
Thursday
her day
a date
in time
April
has a march
in 4/4
i must
write a score
do it
for duet
using her
voice vocally
instrumental
switch from
translate this
to a higher pitch
of cackled laughter
after which
jajaja transposes
to pizzicato notes
of ha ha ha
in a piece
where smiles
sound
like sunrises
sonrisas
and si si si is
both for yes
in
an
Italiano
Espanol
vocal
duet
Call it what you will, my friend,
This glowing exhilaration inside my heart
Plucking the pizzicato strings of myself
Exploding, making me feel, oh so, insatiably happy
To be alive! ...
That I am free,
That I am growing,
That I am creating,
That I am in love with life itself …
Call it what you will, my friend,
But I shall call it joy!
Written on February 8, 2021
Submitted to "Continuum on Joy" contest
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