Classical Music Poems - Poems about Classical Music

Softly the notes of a piano begin to play as evening dusk falls gently like a quiet bird in the night sky Mutant suns of long ago still haunting ...

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Once we had eight cats Who loved classical music, As I discovered One day as they sat Meowing on my carpet, Watching my TV… Listening as one, Then another, classical Music piece was played. W.C.Hull © 2020-12-5-H1425- 2535-I52-K52-3-L59-3...

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Dark. Grey. Rain hits the earth making everything glisten despite the lack of light. One dim street lamp lights the spot where she stands. Curls. Perfect. Spiraling down her back, despite, or perhaps because of, the water in the air. Pink. Bright. Aberrant. Not a thing about this child says she should be here, and...

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The time of year I will listen To a classic music by Tchaisky I enjoy the music of the Nutcracker My eyes closed feeling the music Feeling the flow of the tune This music makes me feel Like I am dancing across the room With my dance partner The Nutcracker In a ballet dance theme Of the Nutcracker...

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Sure not a snotty type but love classical music It's so soothing and extremely hypnotic Though not a snob Mozart makes me throb If you could see me now, I'm wearing a tunic...

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Folks more sophisticated than me might say I ain't got no couth, I suppose, But I ain't a fan of Bach, Liszt and Mozart nor the music they compose! Spare me the screechin' violins, growlin' cellos and twitterin' piccolos, The rumblin' bassoons, the thunderin' timpani and the odious oboes! Seems the woodwinds, strings, brass and percussion do their own...

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Shout, scream out! No! Feel the voice Verbose lyric, hyperbole! No! Feel the words of song Truly feel the depth with no wrong Melt the berg of grief among the happiness group and belong a cheerful kingdom -November 07, 2018 Chattogram...

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Not a snotty type but love classical music It's soothing and extremely therapeutic Though I'm not a snob Mozart makes me throb If you could see me now, I'm wearing a tunic...

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I fell down the stairs, ...

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I'm in the mood for Mozart, or Strauss, perhaps Beethoven, Even Bach or Handel would soothe this soul of mine tonight; A little Chopin with wine, peaceful and mesmerizing the sound, Majestic and serene, spiritual and sensual, magical, haunting. Always changing, sometimes...

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From the root, the sap rises up into the artist, Flows through him, flows to his eye. Activated by the force of the current, He conveys his vision into his work. He stands at a fixed place as the trunk of the tree He does nothing other than gather And pass on what rises from the depths Neither he...

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This little man, This shake of hair and shoulder life. A smile, a grin on the last improvised beat. This finger wonder, palms retreat with a snap as the santoor speaks This collage, this voice a million men in two The tabla aches to begin Shall we listen hard my friend?...

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