Crescendo Poems - Poems about Crescendo

...Maestro – 4-23-24 Dedicated to Dr. Stanley Chapple. Co-founder of Tanglewood. Conductor of the London Philharmonic. Head of the Music School University of Washington. Conductor of the University......Read the rest...

...I wish to break through, to heal my soul with the whiteness of words, But they hide in my shadow like shy animals. My story is a forest where the echo of footsteps has been lost, And my pain is th......Read the rest...

...“Forget the injuries, never forget kindness” ~ Confucious To the faceless names I’ve phased, forgive the silent sunsets, frozen in time, and remember thin cinnamon skylines, how ink c......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

... In theory I thought you would like to know That I didn’t practice the piano I’m a noted rebel Who is now in treble For showing my staff to a soprano The keys are a problem, almost a curse W......Read the rest...

... In a realm where feuds festered, fierce and free, Two clans clashed, Kovacs and Petrovics, starkly set. Amidst the mountains, a tale of sorrow spun, Where bloodied bonds bespoke a bitter deb......Read the rest...

... My dear sweetheart, let's take a walk and have a talk Whispering sweet murmurs of forevermore on that golden shore Pronouncing promises of staying together in every weather Remi......Read the rest...

... On the frigid wings of the northern wind, winter bird with feeble plume flies, gets lost, sweeps the shroud from shore of skies’ misty mind, robins’ song brings frozen life out of f......Read the rest...

...I can feel you as if you were me I can feel it in the air I breathe The feeling of a crescendo reach out but nothings there panic slowly Bide time and wait in lay crawling the pavement P......Read the rest...

... Part 1 Fading glimpses of pained memories of the past, Scarred a child and the tissues of a heart, ......Read the rest...

... In the spotlight's glow, the maestro stands tall, Conductor of dreams, orchestrating all. With baton in hand, a wizard of sound, He weaves melodies that astound. Each note a brushstroke, pain......Read the rest...

... Fall flourishes with flighty flair, a silent song upon the air. Melody of fading ember, all in spirit, rhythm, and timbre. In Her heart, a tenuous tune flirting with a bold maroon moon......Read the rest...

... Fall flourishes with flighty flair, a lilting song upon the air. Symphony of fading cinder all in spirit, rhythm, and timbre. In Her heart a mild melody flirting with a sweet revel......Read the rest...

... Although it's a well worn cliche, there is something soothing in the thought of lying in bed listening to rain. Last night I was front row in a symphony. An adagio of soft fall, murmurings ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of melodies, a a luminary arose, Leonard Bernstein, whose brilliance still grows. A maestro with a baton, a poet with a score, In his music, he found what life yearned for. ......Read the rest...