Music Introspection Poems

 

Inspiration line #4 - I Can't Believe I Thought That 

once when I was much younger 
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Oh, love, if you remember me, 'tis true,
A faded echo whispered soft and blue.
Like distant music, on the wind, it floats,
A melody of moments, shared...

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Ink stains and fragmented thoughts 
fuse upon lined pages,
 a dance of fleeting emotions 
and raw revelations. 

A symphony of words whispered to the wind,...

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What could it bring?
Everything. If
I sing with you....

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You are a masterpiece created to inspire
& despite dire times
have continued to create music to our ears
You are a collection of years of notes composed
creating...

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he had an inkling
as to what the world was
as to what the universe was

which is why 
his sitting on the porch step
playing a beloved jews...

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Rain falls like the tears of some unseen god. 
Tapping against my window like the persistent fingers of a pianist. 
The music is out of...

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Avoiding taboo and chasing followers
has taken art in a bromidic direction;
Everyone’s so worried about blowback! 
Creativity is now clouded imagery;
Softened up playing to the masses,
no...

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Nocturnal melodies flow up through the oaks, birch and pines
Hues of joy pour over melancholy of a dark foreboding
Music lingers on the heart who knows...

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Blowout, burnout, jagged shells left from the explosion
Crawl out from shelter in place; a confused, wobbly motion
Blank slate, wipeout, cauterized emotion
Tally and assess losses, repairs,...

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There’s this whole wide world we shall never know—stars, birds, and skies,
And stories told to children in unknown tongues in far off lands.
We add our...

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Sun settles
On the winter chimes
While setting.

As crystals, virtuous choir, ring— running frost on glass; shadows back off
At bruised muse's plaid light split— cold brass on...

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“I Know Your Presents Will Never Leave ”
(written by Michelle L. LeBlanc 12/24/2023)
Dedicated to my son: Jayden Donald LeBlanc
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Oh how we miss you
Especially this time...

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Exhumed memories
Pinned to a moment in time
Faded photographs

Close enough to hold
Or lose one's way and drown in
The past is like that

Stripped of artifice
The worst kind...

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stop sitting in that Paris street
you know I hate it when you crash
through all the flags that people wear
and all the chords are played by...

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