Long Tympani Poems
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Wildmoor Symphony
FIRST MOVEMENT (Minor Key)
Times such as these test body soul and mind
So should our thoughts be pain and dark confined
Or loosed to concentrate on brighter things
Like furry puppies, flowers and girls on swings
In this bright...
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Categories:
tympani, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Obsession
...inspired by 'Portrait Of A Lady' by T.S. Eliot
On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it always was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to...
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Categories:
tympani, angst, devotion, universe,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Obsession Pt 1
...inspired by 'Portrait Of A Lady' by T.S. Eliot
On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it always was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to...
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Categories:
tympani, tribute, writing,
Form:
Verse
Obsession Part 1
...inspired by 'Portrait Of A Lady' by T.S. Eliot
On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it always was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to...
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Categories:
tympani, lost love,
Form:
Verse
Belladonna Blue
Belladonna blue.
Scenes in a mystery, do.
Hope, need ye accrue?
Indeed! Heart, why bleed?
Lead? Others or ye? Be! Sea;
Four seasons; change? Strange...
Cold core, darkest door?
Ancient lore, forgotten shore?
Anything for sure?
Weathervane, point! Taut.
Stretching out without a doubt?
Shout? Pout?...
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Categories:
tympani, birth,
Form:
Haiku
Something Wicked
pitch black ...
like ink ... or drowning in oil
only she could breathe
barely ...
heart thrumming in her ears like tympani
it was all she could hear
thankfully ...
she had awakened from dreaming
a good dream, too
(though it was now...
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Categories:
tympani, halloween, horror,
Form:
Free verse
Obsession Part 1
On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it alway was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to silence my equivocating.
Somber is my attitude, the light...
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Categories:
tympani, love,
Form:
Verse
Obsession Part 1
On winter days the view outside is nebulous at best,
within, the furniture is as it alway was, and I am waiting,
waiting for a glimpse of you to silence my equivocating.
Somber is my attitude, the light...
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Categories:
tympani, on writing and words,
Form:
Verse
How Sweet the Bloom of Love
Enchanted was I with a cloying scent...
whiffs of wild magnolia
mingled with the woodsy tang
of her lemon verbena perfuming the air
Like Samson's strength, the sun's threads of gold
were clipped by silver shears
of an ascending pearlescent...
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Categories:
tympani, love, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
For Those Who Love
Enchanted was I with a cloying scent...
whiffs of wild magnolia
mingled with the woodsy tang
of lemon verbena perfuming the air
Like Samson's strength, the sun's threads of gold
were clipped by silver shears
of an ascending pearlescent moon
...
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Categories:
tympani, love,
Form:
Free verse
Music
All music is relational
Even if the instrument itself is unconscious:
Like tree leaves in a breeze
Telegraph their praise in God's presence,
Dot and dash an earthy hymn;
Like an earthquake whose rumblings
Remind you that in geological time
All...
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Categories:
tympani, music,
Form:
Free verse
Maestro
I slip in unobtrusively
and take a seat in back,
the orchestra is tuning up,
I open up my pack
and take a rolled up magazine
with which to play along,
conducting is a passion
I have had since...
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Categories:
tympani, dream,
Form:
Verse
Maestro
I slip in unobtrusively
and take a seat in back,
the orchestra is tuning up,
I open up my pack
and take a rolled up magazine
with which to play along,
conducting is a passion
I have had since...
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Categories:
tympani, music,
Form:
Verse
Maestro
I slip in unobtrusively
and take a seat in back,
the orchestra is tuning up,
I open up my pack
and take a rolled up magazine
with which to play along,
conducting is a passion...
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Categories:
tympani, music, tribute,
Form:
Verse
Maestro
I slip in unobtrusively
and take a seat in back,
the orchestra is tuning up,
I open up my pack
and take a rolled up magazine
with which to play along,
conducting is a passion
I have had since...
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Categories:
tympani, imagination, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Cosmic Concerts
There are concerts in the sky
playing cosmically on high—
be they grouping in formation
or harmonious creation,
fashioned synesthetically,
astro-energetically,
with conclusion or collusion,
stellar scenes in grand profusion,
gravitationally steady,
starry outbursts brilliant, heady,
like orchestral symphony
from the brass and tympani,
viols,...
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Categories:
tympani, dream, imagination, music, sky, space, stars, universe,
Form:
Verse
Ask Nothing of This World
Ask Nothing of this World
What is this?
What sleek retribution is held within the
Slightest movement on the soil?
What slim issues stance is almost broken
In cadence and cascade?
Words shall leave the senses blind,
Enough, time will find a...
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Categories:
tympani, confusion, holiday, mother, universe,
Form:
Acrostic
Tympani Tenebrous
Tympani, beat tremendous!
Like thunder roll above!
Dark matter a-tenebrous;
Knowest thou of love?
Ah, young master. In good time!
Riddles, rivers, rhyme!
Griddle, fiddle, sugar, slime.
Covert cold cut chime.
All right, sir, but in earnest;
Full, brass bull, trull, wool?
Summertime, hot clime,...
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Categories:
tympani, dedication, destiny, devotion, encouraging, endurance, engagement,
Form:
Rhyme
Drum Beat
Enticing beat,
ancient accolades, achieving ancestry
backbeat barrage, buoyant beats
crescendo chorus calculations
dulled dirges, double drumming durations
environmental echoed egos
faint, fading fervent falsettos;
Ghost-Note grooves
hi-hat hoop heads hued
intended isolation idio-synchrony
jembe jaunt journeyings
kidi kick knockings
...
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Categories:
tympani, music,
Form:
Abecedarian
Waves Crashed Within My Veins
~ This poem is written in the 8686 syllable count style of one of my favorite Emily Dickenson poems, 'I Felt a Funeral in My Brain.'
'pon roiling sea a fierce storm brewed
waves crashed...
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Categories:
tympani, nature, storm,
Form:
Rhyme
Description, Dash
Sun dog, sign.
Belladonna, breaker point, fine wine.
Deign? Design.
Grimace, Guelf, and Ghibelline.
Young? Yes.
Grind gears, golden guess.
Torment?
Foment... Wilt, flower.
Master of Fate!
Fortune, ply pace. Lower the rate.
Petrichor.
Soar, heart within. Love, adore.
Forge? Pore?
Abyss, chasm, gorge.
Ravine.
Stranger, thy mean scene.
Meter? Reader.
Bottle,...
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Categories:
tympani, animal,
Form:
Rhyme
The Nutcracker
THE NUTCKRACKER
Did you see it
Hear it?
Balanchine’s choreography
Tschaikowsky’s music
The New York City Ballet
Speak of dancing?
Speak of music?
Neither can describe art
It must be inwardly felt –
color and music extrasensory
Mathematics – Geometry...
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Categories:
tympani, art,
Form:
Free verse
Grown Ghostly
Grown up gaunt and ghostly?
Forlorn, forgotten, few.
Holy is the host? Well, see...
Day of wrath, thy dew.
Warlord, hold the highest ground?
Strongest in the sound!
Giant, issue from thy mound!
Blight them with thy bound!
Tyrant of the battlefield?
Come back...
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Categories:
tympani, allusion,
Form:
Rhyme
If I Was the Rain
If I was the rain
I'd be wary of
...friends like me;
one of those
"fair weather" friends
who curse my
unexpected arrival
on inopportune days
-but then cajoled and
praised when needed.
If I was the rain
would it be wrong for me
to feel...
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Categories:
tympani, rain,
Form:
Free verse