Cellos Poems - Poems about Cellos

...Boron fusion, specifically proton-boron-11 (p-B11) fusion, the path to clean and sustainable energy> Advantages is that fusion is safer because it produces no neutrons, only alpha particles, and uses......

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... colicky shadows sad mimes time wanders ......

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...Summer reading classes begins June through August this is a great fun way for the entire family to get involved enhancing students ability to stay focus preparing for the upcoming school year I adore......

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...An orison to hope Shattered into smithereens Its keened tongues and teeth gnash and lament A despairful cry of a cutthroat womb. Cacophonies cry out Cellos and violins bow, inexorable and unfo......

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...Skirt hiked up legs ungracefully spread, sexually inviting. The cello drums her, blind angels gyrate in a deep darkness. The cellos voice is her own, her body sings through one hollowing ......

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...LONELINESS, LONELY AND MUSIC The pianissimo makes the violins softly cry, the cellos sympathize with the sadness of the theme Barber’s Platoon the sublime adagio quells the overwhelmed heart ......

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...We asked for nothing more than a Musik sheet the war was nearing an end you and your bruder was quite young your wounds were healing as we kneeled at Saint Sebastian Church Rome 1944 mas......

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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 God......

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...“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- ~~ The Poet ~~ Conductor of an a......

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... Tumult and chaos reign around us Gushes of water spill from shattered roofs unto bodies Water does not heal the wounds of besieged people suffering ln the distance music of two misplaced cellos ......

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...Audience is abuzz. Boldly, Conductor emerges – black tux. Draw Ethereal patterns with baton– marv. Flutes, trumpets, cellos, drums dance for me, for you. Gentle, light… Heavy and dark…the musi......

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...A meadow for Autumn Forest, I lay me down to rest upon bed of moss. Eternal sleep immediately overtakes me lichen kenning myself as Rip Van Winkle except being repurposed as oldest li......

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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 d......

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...Come cover me with taffeta blue let the shine rub onto you when joined with cotton the feel becomes joy in its pure state I love the touch of man-made materials when I speak with my cello sil......

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...Such a melancholy note plays in my head I could swear I’d awakened the dead. Bass fiddles and cellos and skies made of lead And a melancholy note plays in my head. What strange muted colors dan......

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