at trumpets' blast
at snaredrums' roll
flautists pipe
bells mournful toll ...
doors creak late evening
owls hoot at will
Is yon graveyard still
high on the hill
Categories:
flautists, silence, sound,
Form: Rhyme
Violinists warming up
Bees buzzing 'round
Flautists' arpeggios
Waterfalls ascending
Drums rolling
Thunder rumbling
As they all come together
Harmony's sounds wash over me
Cornucopia of bliss ~ Nature's bounty
Categories:
flautists, beauty, music, nature,
Form: Free verse
A cacophony of sounds, all jumbled together
Random notes, dissonance everywhere
Violin bows saw the air lazily, effortlessly
Then furiously, chins pressed hard to instruments
Flautists' lips wistfully poised above the holes
In a flash, diving deep into spritely melodies
Trombonists' brass bars sliding outward, then back inward
Deep tones scale upward, peak, descend again
Trumpeters' cheeks bulge outward, double-chins aflame
Beet-red faces, fingers marching, horns tootling
Cymbals clang and clash! Drums beat and boom!
Clarinets clamor... A cello... An oboe... The conductor's in slow-mo.
All this, prelude to a performance quite grand
To the concert forthcoming -- Strike up the band!
Categories:
flautists, music,
Form: Verse