Music Elegy Poems

So, as the Crazy Train hits the last stop 
down that long Randy Rhode, 
let's gather in the dining car, 
put a fork in the...

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## 1.
A morning cloaked in guile arrives,
It breathes upon my land, no light,
This realm now bound in frost's cold curse,
Where hearts are held in icy...

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I am 15 years old.
They say my mind is scattered stars,
too many, too bright, too far apart.
A sky that sparkles wildly,
never settling into constellations.

I try....

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I thought the layers of dust had settled
over what used to be the togetherness of 'us,'
and buried were our last tarnished traces.
But today, I found...

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Shadows of gray, dimming to dusk, then praying
like a dark winged raven – still as twilight
but pleading for the restlessness of afternoon storms,
wishing and believing,...

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A candlelit room, love's sweet embrace, 
A romantic setup, a magical space.
Soft music playing, filling the air,
As they danced together, without a care.
Where love could...

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War a 
very easy to begin
Many decades to fight
Blood on the dance floor
Bullets tar tar tar, just like instruments
Bomb bom bom bom, like music
Bang Bang...

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Silent strings, once vibrant song, 
Melodies hushed, where echoes belong. 
A master's touch, forever stilled, 
Rajeev Taranath's legacy is forever chilled. 

Dancing fingers, now lie...

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REQUIEM-
Nothing moves
silence,
echos of voices
the past awakes!
Faces appear
then depart!
A tear trickles
slowly 
the music plays
faintly
Emotion
 erupts again!
Regret 
whispers
   in pain!...

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“All that Matters” 

Heather left us today
lost poetry in music 

there she sits 
with Chopin 
at her piano
playing solitaire
for a short while
waiting 
to be collected...

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They brought their music to the hills,
brooked no softening,
yet in time, the Appalachian mists
grew softer, the work less dire.
Their tunes recalled one Celtic root,
one that...

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Once you sailed upon the dawn 
to grace the eaves of Pomona's verdant lawn,
but now in splendor you have drooped;
no longer shall you unleash torrents...

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Roberta lived on this earth for so many years!
Was a great mother, wife, and grandmother, too.
A long and fulfilling life with joy, completion and no...

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These are my modern English translations of ancient Greek epigrams by Anacreon from the Anacreontea. 

Here he lies in state tonight: great is his Monument!
Yet...

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Proteus beneath our wheels,
shapeshifting God of the Underworld hungers,
longing for music as laughter,
stars that sparkle in young eyes.
He takes what Hebe gifts, 
lacking such grace...

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