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From the Clarinet

Late November,
and lonely resonance of harmattan
salutes this solitude.
A weaverbird's contralto, in one
gale-sweep, lays bare the lower balustrade
of a maisonette,
and the romance of the last seasons
shoots the long throat of the clarinet...

O'classicals, on wings
ye come;
leaf cusps and petal ears —
classicals, swearing oaths of
mellifluous assembly...

Calm rhythms hasten to the
ears of Beethoven —
summon him for a serenade,
lest the

Categories: clarinet, life, music, seasons,
Form: Free verse

Broccoli, Brussel And Cuke

If in all innocence
broccoli brings out flatulence
not to dwell but how many unfortunate smells
will it impart from a single floret
and in the end when it rends
does it sound like a bassoon or clarinet?
And what about the brussel sprout?
No doubt it will create heady fallout
and if on the quiet you ever diet or fast
as you are

Categories: clarinet, humorous, wind,
Form: Rhyme

Clarinet Day

Today is Clarinet Day;
Well, at least that’s what I heard.
I played it once but it was not
The choice I’d have preferred.

In school, fifth graders were assigned
An instrument for band.
The girls all wanted flutes, 
Which you can surely understand.

Though some were lucky, I was not
Among the chosen few
And so I played the clarinet,
Not much that I

Categories: clarinet, music,
Form: Rhyme

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Ode To My Clarinet

Hours after hours of practice
Making sounds that are polished pearls 
Connected by a thin string made up of
Accelerando, arpeggios, and articulation
O, what wonderful colours you have!
Measures after measures of music
Playing with deep emotions that flow
Sometimes, the stream in the green meadow on a sunny day
Other time, the ruthless ocean during a thunderstorm
O, what diverse sentiments

Categories: clarinet, appreciation, music,
Form: Ode

A Cute Clarinet

A Cute Clarinet

I was playing my pretty fiddle
And seems like somewhere in the middle
Of some song which I was playing
Everything started swinging and swaying.

Played part of Fifth Beethoven did write
When all my playing went out of sight
And somehow I broke my bent bow;
Then from Symphony home had to go.

My fiddle turned out to be a

Categories: clarinet, funny, music, , cute,
Form: Couplet

Clarinet Dreams

There’s a J-Bird in my hand
Feels just like a gun
So comfortable
I might kill someone
Feathers come to dust
I walk sideways
Down the hall
Monkey brown
And baby *****green
Nothing sane about me
Take your time
Before you speak
I’m on my way to jail
Blue Jays and colored grass
Is all I have left
Speckled eggs 
And rabbit holes
Will have to hold you
Till the band comes

Categories: clarinet, confusion, death, depression,
Form: Free verse

My Clarinet

Once knew a young filly named Lizette
She's really the reason I'm in debt
Spent all my money
Thought it was funny
But I loved how she played my clarinet

© Jack Ellison 2013

Categories: clarinet, humorous,
Form: Limerick

Clarinet Solo At St. Cecelia's

Up and down my fingers fly,
connecting and leaving in the blink of an eye,
sparkling silver keys pumping up and down,
at shcool my fingers are treated with renown,
My silver rings flash in the brightly harsh light,
and I blank out enverything else from my sight,
focusing on the music in front of me,
whipping from the low A to

Categories: clarinet, adventure, art, music, silver,
Form: Rhyme