Music Italian Sonnet Poems

Again the well of poetry was dry,
My pail was drawing up no deep inspired
Thought or subject matter. All was dull, tired,
Stale water, no exciting trick...

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Love’s the elixir that banishes grief,
an infant sucking on his mother’s breast,
two childhood friends lost in banter and jest,
an ambedo trace granting soul relief.
Joy is...

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There was a fiddler. How he loved to play!
He had two sons. In wooden shoes they’d clog
while he would fiddle, and his little dog
would prance...

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Now, I am speechless; I am without speech
As you transcend the simplistic to grand
Grant me the guidance of your gifted hand
In the temple of your...

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How deep the stings that make men mistrust Love,
And women fly from comforts that Love brings,
And deeper is the poison in poisoned rings
That longing hearts...

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HIS SHAMES
THAT HE STANDS BEFORE
THESE MEN
WHO REPRESENT CAESAR
THE TRAITOR, THE HEROTIC, A SATAN
WHO SPEAK OF HIMSELF AS THE SON
OF GOD.
THAN CAESAR DENIES SUCH, THAT HE...

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TEH SKETCHES ACROSS THE NIGHT
WERE
STARS GLARE UPON THE FOLKS
THEY DANCE AND MAKE WORDS TO
THOSE THEY WISH WERE NEARER
THEY SING SONGS OF CONCERTED
WORDINGS
SONGS REHERSTED DAYS AND...

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I ask you why—why I hear everyday
Of the Renaissance whose effects stay strong;
Legacies of music, writing, and song.
We all undergo rebirth, so they say,
But how...

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Engulfed in recollections bittersweet
Reminded just how lonely life can be
How sad the fact that mem'ries are not free
From train of thought pass shadows in the...

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flowers in her hair
music on the wind
feelings on my shoulders
liquor on my breath
the words I speak
you could hear a pin drop...

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Taming a warrior no end in sight                  ...

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My sweetness to you alone will I sing                 ...

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NOSTALGIA/MEMORIES

Ah quanta nostalgia
Ah what memories

Mentre tutto va
When everything’s going

Oltre I limiti della mia fantasia
Beyond your wildest dreams

Dove tutto e paradise se 
Where all is paradise

Giorni...

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I’m Virgo, playing music tranquilly
in this self-portrait. The clavichord I chose.
It denotes fine education; the black clothes
I'm wearing prove I value chastity.
Dark as a shadow,...

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Two Sonnets for your enjoyment, joined by the same quatrain. 

Come and join my fantasy
Anyone with a mind can be a part
You just have to...

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