Best Pizzicato Poems

Pirouetting leaves,
Wafting to the water's edge:
Pizzicato breeze....

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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...

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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...

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              The Night Soil Man

			I

		Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds
   ...

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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...

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// 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...

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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-
...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Intermittent pizzicato music
Comforting and soothing sound   
Soft slumber coming soon...

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Matilda the peregrine Chanticleer
                     ...

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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...

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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...

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