Concert Poems - Poems about Concert

I sat next the guy who sat to that"ole Gal" that night that they talked it over. Over and Over again they talked about it. I heard words of love and endearing concerns. They talked about everything from frustations to ferns they spoke of the need to understand and a bneed to know more one things for sure they talked it out. See what is worth mentioning in...

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When asked, 'If the orchestra conductor had made an effort more concerted not to miss the concert and a sordid scene averted, would he have been less disconcerted?' "Don’t ask me, I’m only the drummer," replied I in chagrin. And, altho' the name of my favourite band is the one I am currently in, I do like the sound of the moniker, 'Big Ben,' it's...

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After the concert Now, in the afternoon of my life My thoughts are about love and romance These pesky things are disturbing My tough exterior makes me soft and weepy When no one looked is now in front and Naked I appear; yes, you old fool Words of love and music for the heart Make me cry and loosen the knot...

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video of "Ironic" is for my 'Cinco De Mayo' contribution. Alanis Morissette, emotive mezzo-soprano voice and confessional songwriting with a feminist’s choice Canadian, nineties rock-star famous for Jagged Little Edge Raw naked cringe-y to the profound, empowering by virtue I pledge (She’s helped countless women and girls to find their voices, to speak out, and to take up space) Thank...

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A rowdy, rollicking time writhing in fresh mud and slime A pig might even call it ‘a bath’ ~ didn’t mitigate mom’s wrath ...

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The son told the father, I can't even be bothered by fatherly concern, I'll be all right. See Mister Taco recorded the whole session from behind the giant umbrella. Well I have to get to my room, just think about what I said. Later while in the dining hall just before the show.The son's Woman...

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Bass'd on Structure ------------------------ Coda Falsetto; A world renowned Percussionist and Sax Man and Singer. He and his sons were famous and...

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We’re on October break, which is a 6-day weekend. For the last two weeks, everyone’s been making plans. “What do you think of Cancún?” Sunny’d asked me. “The only people going to Mexico are on the cheap or trapped in a trunk.” I’d answered. After two weeks of weighing every conceivable terrestrial destination, amenities and available attractions, we...

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moonlight and a Parisian concert ~ floating along the Seine, inert primary colors on canvas spilled ~ artist's perspective was fulfilled...

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Today my grandson played trombone; His sister danced around As this nana and their grandpa Soaked up every move and sound. For as they grow up, it isn’t always Easy or stress-free, But this mid-day concert made the day As good as it could be. The time ahead is limited So now we must enjoy Every upbeat minute with our very Favorite girl...

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Tonight, A pretty older mother, At my retirement community's July 4th summer concert, Speaks to her daughter with a thick Korean accent. The Traveling Wilburys tribute band plays songs by The Wilburys, Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Tom Petty, Roy Orbison, and ELO, All bands and artists who've made music that has excited my heart and spirit Almost my whole life. Mother and...

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Noise, the medium, of endless tedium low decibel levels at a premium Female artists as naked as Eve snake around poles the devil weaves Rubbernecks...

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A sinuous strain of a cello With a lovely violin to follow A harmonic piano's echo... as it walks up the corridor From my battered, sullen heart... ...

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It rained off and on throughout the evening..the streets that morning were still wet and by the look of the clouds blanketing the sky…it wasn’t done raining yet. But I took a chance and went for a walk…hoping fate and luck would keep me dry Besides…I love walking when the clouds are low…where I can reach up and...

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Along cacophonies of front bands, I’ll play harps for all my apples. ...

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