Cymbals Poems - Poems about Cymbals

... ABYSS Abyss, a Place of Redemption solace space curling then unfurling here we sail drowsy dark seas no boats or oars, unaccompanied converse with walrus and whales black shimmer......

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...she hears the cheering, the big drums, the cymbals and daddy’s narrative. …hears the crowd’s laughter, the clown’s are after. her heart beats rapidly at the possibility that the ......

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...The ancient tomes speak of realms we cannot see. Wisdom waits to be rediscovered in forgotten corridors of stone where the past echoes through carvings and symbols. I stand at the threshold between w......

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... Silt collects at the outreaches of an ancient, murky marsh. Twisted tendrils of white oleander form archaic symbols. Deviant rituals, cocooned and lost eons ago, lie awash— Taken to th......

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...{ emo music inspired poem } ELEPHANT WOMAN She is Elephant Woman you cannot hide from her in houses of brick or glass or lined velvet curtains whether it sits o......

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...Four beige walls Streaked with yellow tar Of too many smokes Kerouac waiting with Brautigan on shelf Once the mongrel beat Long forgotten And the jazz plays cymbals taps flare Chaka boom cha......

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... I drop into a Dresden dreamworld salvation came and fear fluttered away peace and harmony evoke heaven as a stock still image before my eyes within this sleep I must steady my view foster a ......

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...Lightning sutures me not leaving a single scar; My smile starts to glow; To myself I say, ‘Everything will be alright.’ Such a clear cut sign; Natural cymbals back up my internal source; ......

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...The clairvoyant could be a schizophrenic or is it the other way around. Mind cymbals of the mime must be unbearably loud flowers are for glade and not the lapel of blue clowns. Is it better for a......

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... Fearless  I am not afraid of the future The mystery  it holds. Lurking in the shadows, uncertain. Bring with it,  when it comes:  the crashing of a thousand cymbals the roll of the drums,wave......

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... Zooming around the room in wheel chair-moves our child greets us by his beeping toy’s cheer allowing pets to bark and meow freely. Gesturing to hush ......

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...I find myself searching for the sea; Floating; Mavericks break upon the shore inside; Cymbals splatter inchoate foam; Symbols; Teahupoo surf behind lowered eyes, splash in; Welcome t......

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...When you live on a farm and hear cockadoodle-doo What do those words mean to you? They mean pretty soon you'll hear moo, and you'll have lots of work to do. After a while, the h......

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...Your skin glows like apple blossoms crispy as the sunflower in the purest hope of spring. My yearning heart rises to your cymbals voice and leaps like a lion at the whisper of your name.......

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...On my first day of kindergarten, Mrs. Miller takes roll. She begins some sort of symphony, a rapid chorus, Emma, Jake, and Katie sing, Here, Here, Here! Then, I hear a cacophony that doesn’t match......

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