Best Soprano Poems

In riming realms 
of crystal contemplations -
frozen water-vapor meditations
and chilled flutes 
filled with zodiacal-light musings 
of ancient cosmic dust 
dancing in the arms of Sol..

windswept operatic reveries
rise and fall
as her stirring soprano
tickled by the chanting of icicle chimes
gathers momentum
in strengthening sprays
of frosted musical notes adrift...

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A free-spirited soprano from Berlin,
Would delight in drinking a bottle of gin,
     She would then test her voice
      With her highest note choice
  And try to shatter the bottle it was in....

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the darling empty
know not your real name big girl
the less i know,sure...

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The melodic beauty
Clicks
And makes life of chorus ...

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Female skeeter singing for a favor
wanting my blood for her next caper
she's playing with fire
her future looks dire
joining others on my wallpaper.




8-23-17
For Lin's "Drawing Blood" Join In Poem
Addendum: Had to change the gender of the mosquito because found out only females bite!~Che :)...

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Please don't give me a soft nudge
I am still holding a grudge
And will be for a while more
Lots of anger is in store
It's not gonna keep me calm
If you gently rub my arm
And give me puppy dog eyes
These notions and little tries
Is not helping me...

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A distinguished soprano named Dinah
sings arias in North Carolina.
But her favourite thing,
without doubt, is to sing
selections from Handel's Messiah.

With extraordinary vigor and pith
she sings "I Know My Redeemer Liveth".
When she goes to perform
she'll be in fine form
and precisely know how to giveth....

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A red dress hangs in 
The black velvet clothing hook
Waiting to be wore 
For the woeful soprano
Who sings in a musical











3-12-2016...

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With Thanks they spoke of the endearing
and restorating power
of togetherness.
Even in doubt when people wish those chores and tasks done
they will unite
to see things done.
One fella told a story of birds: he said
that for a thosand years
seagulls floew from the west coast of a certain
conteint,...

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people who despise you
wish you well
they pat you on the back
they detail your success
they speak you as best
and wait to stand before you
to say that every
thing they had ever
said was a lie
and they wished and worked for
 your demise, from the day
they meet you

regardless of...

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The cries of those
That lacked leadership
From that time
Till now
That vision of America
That is cried from the
Tears of those who have
Nothing but aspire to
Have
That circle which is centered
From the trust
And believing
Which tomorrow's are promised
From this today
And that eternal trust
Of believing secures the faith
Of those who trust
Backbreaking...

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The cries of those
That lacked leadership
From that time
Till now
That vision of America
That is cried from the
Tears of those who have
Nothing but aspire to
Have
That circle which is centered
From the trust
And believing
Which tomorrow's are promised
From this today
And that eternal trust
Of believing secures the faith
Of those who trust
Backbreaking...

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Music is God
and songs worship
Music.
In appreciation of the
composers skills
one might look to
God for inspiration.
False Gods collaborate
throught
the concentration of plagiarism
they look to speak to many
and gather the attention of all
in worship of both
Music and song
they structure
melonic hamonies
in music intro,
lyric chourus and in 
lyric prechorus
with sounds that...

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Your sweet soprano is so distant now,
dear Mother,
So far from my fearful ear.
Did it cherish me yet chooses now to chastise,
as if I needed punishment?
So why do I hear
such a call, such a note
moving further away,
dear Mother,
moving further, further,
into that distance?
A soprano still
but falling, falling.

Where...

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