Ensemble Poems

Steeped in Legend The Mallard Mimic

The Mallard Mimic 
is a myth....
it calls for a well trained
chef to use his knowledge of meat and wines
to create a standard
that many would wish for
and are willing to pay
to have
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the usage of duck fat to cook white potatoes
and then be arranged as scales attop
a turkey cutlet
that is stuffed with
mushrooms, prosciutto
olives,shallots
spinach
a sprinkle of nutmeg
and garlic with
a slight touch
of anchovy
on top of a bed of puff pastry
served with
a  garlic parmesan roasted
asparagus dish
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with a side of 
maple pecan
butternut squash
Medallion
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with a buttery eggnog
yeast roll
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One would
crumble pork rinds
and truffle zest
add grated cheese
and sprinkle it across the top
and serve with
Malbec!
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So say's the Myth!

Stream Ensemble

The gurgling brook starts to babble near here,
It murmurs, humming a soft mantra song,
With squish, squelch, squirm, its fluid voice is clear,
As it splashes, splutters, dancing along.

It kisses, caresses the bed of stream,
The banks are hugged in sibilant embrace,
Ripples lapping, create a lilting dream,
Each glug, slurp and slosh is rhythmic in grace.

But wind and rain cause torrent gushes loud,
That boom, bang, as waves crash against the shore,
The river churns into a enraged shroud,
That roars, screams, fizzes and hisses once more.

The torrent and tranquil, each play their parts
In the sound ensemble, the steam imparts.

A Poetic Ensemble

Like an unannounced gust of wind across the prairie,
They sometime are born in a late-night dream.

Often in bits and pieces, they form a scene.
They occasionally are fashioned and formed

with ease, and at other times, they seem to
have a mind of their own, leading me down a

path I've never been. With them, I learn to
flow and grow, becoming a little more creative.

There are times when they are beautiful and charming;
and at other times, they are sad, puzzling, alarming.

They take me backwards and forward; up and down. But they
never leave me stranded, alone, or without some form of

assistance. They will occasionally leave a puzzle, and insist
that I orchestrate the bits and pieces into an ensemble of poetry.

I then inhale the fresh winds of poetic life and
exhale anything that would hinder the river flow.

Yielding to the inspirational power of poetic presence,
I begin to write and excel with very little effort.

090822PSCtest, A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest

Moonlight Ensemble

From my front porch I hear, the music of evening guitars,
Flowing softly on breezes, under the magic of pearl stars,
Busy goldfinches flit singing, and I can glimpse red Mars,
Mellow music of summer, and moonlight's rapture is ours.

Nature draws upon its beauty, from deepest of reservoirs,
Adding to the happy heart's memory, with lasting powers,
A summer night of music, and frog and cricket repertoires,
Such days will be remembered, in hued autumn's memoirs.

The People of Vinalia Faculae

trickest with deceit
ye wicked vile woman
seperating the facts into
a fiction
their they speak what they wishest
thee to beleive
evil and uncaring
interprito.....
ha ingannato gli
uomini con la
suduzione parlando
della mancanza di
preoccupaza di
marti per il suo
benessere e
I suolanimali

 written by
Huacaya Shur Sennheiser
Vinalia Colony Ceres
2199
Days later a rockslide triggered a tsunami on
the inland lake!

Ensemble of Voices

Her
alto
foundation
adds richness to
soprano's ringing
melody with soaring
obbligato overtones,
while diva gets rousing applause
supportive alto smiles demurely
knowing it takes ensemble of voices.

-OR-

Her
alto
foundation
adds richness to
soprano's ringing
melody with soaring
obbligato overtones,
while diva gets rousing applause
supportive alto smiles demurely
knowing it takes ensemble of voices.

written February 14, 2022

Pas De Deux

In the delightful  dancing
turns the gentleman in wiggles
making the lady slides
at the ball
magnificent
pas de deux!
ensemble !

Not Poetry But Words Ensemble

not every poem
        contains poetry truly
          just words ensemble

To a Beautiful Misry Winter Ensemble

Pine needles ape ice cycles
glowing in the misty rain;
the cold air periodically
sneezes a chilling wind.

What little snow that remains,
clings to the hillsides—except 
where little flowing trails of water
mark pathways to the waiting river.

Passing the snow-covered cemetery,
plastic flora gives colorful applause 
to this beautiful, misty winter ensemble 
missed by those peacefully resting there,
and by those nature has chosen to hibernate.

What a glorious moment in time: travelling free
from harm…travelling free from causing harm.

Encore

Encore!

Hear the ensemble
Of croaks, chirps, quacks and buzzings
Encore! Encore! Please!

Ensemble of Feelings

Hello there
How was your day
Sorry I'm still away
Things are changin'
it's strange and I don't know
where we stand
And forgive me for not telling you
I am just a man
not superhuman
I'm only capable of so many things
like dumping this poorly put together
ensemble of feelings my heart wears to say...
My heart is bout to beat out of my chest
I've worried myself into a stress of a 
strange distress of this broken mess
Shed some faded light on this for me
it's already complicated
Don't lock it up and place it under 
something never to be re-opened
I'm not Boyz II Men
but I'm a boy changing into a man
And I miss you

Autumn Ensemble

Festive centerpiece
Orange is its pure essence
With candles burning
Flowers of season abound
An autumn full ensemble

Russell Sivey

' the Pearl Ensemble ... '

… I Awoke to  A Classical, Pearl Ensemble
A String Quartet’ Upon My Pillow
Your Bass, Echoed – like an Ocean-Rumble
‘… I Love You …’ Plucked the Polished Mellow-Cello’

and the Flawless Violins and The Viola – Flow
Rushed to my Wavy Shore – Aglow
Displayed and Spilled, like a Whirlpool- Vibrato …
… Your Cultured Concert, left me … Staccato’

… I Awoke to A Classical, Pearl Ensemble
A String Quartet’ Upon My Pillow
and as Each Iridescent Drop, Solo-Sheen-Tumbled
… My Own Heartstrings, did Crescendo... Maestro

Summer Ensemble

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                                                   Breezes orchestrate

                                           Windchimes melodius sounds

                                                    Music fills the air

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