Mandolins Poems - Poems about Mandolins

...Tell me Have you ever felt you could runway Far away to a secret place Where time stands still The hot sun mostly shows its beaming face. Well come! Take my hand And I'll take you to that pl......

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...Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares What are these objects in your frames? Oh captcha squares, oh captcha squares Why must they gotta be the same? Cars and busses, traffic lights Bi......

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... "Ground Level Entry" “She fits the bill”, they say it insouciantly visions of being carried in the beak of a bilious pelican where it builds its rudimentary ne......

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...The spring blooms The naked trees dress in their beautiful greens The thirsty rivers are now overflowing with joy The ice melts, the sun shines Amidst the nature transforming My life is also t......

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...My verse is romantic realistic in it gypsy flutes and mandolins play an outside air of bohemian intellectuality my poetry misses life, era of activist......

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...An individual of incredible talent played his violin with a joy so opulent; he achieved greatness on his own and his gladness was proudly shown! The maple violin was given to him as a gift from......

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...Beauty Celebrates Dawn Beauty Celebrates Dawn's Exquisite Flush Mauve melding into magenta’s fuchsia blush Pink cherry blossoms hide the sleeping thrush Crimson cardinals dream in amaranth hush......

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...Delusional scimitars festive daggers soft balalaika captive sword ... Mandolins, hot nights harps, wine poison,... dangers daggers Banjo and boldness, gypsy waltz, ruby joy ... I desire......

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...October’s Finale October sets the stage for ghostly goblins – frost on pumpkins; Black cats yowl on top of fences arching, upstage the moonlight; Floating apparitions of wraiths soliloquies i......

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...In the evening looking out my back door The magic begins Can you feel the adrenaline? Spider woman is weaving dream catchers to lore. Fairies are dancing like their ancestors did before. The elv......

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... "Little Beaks" A voice in the tumble clouds deep silver crackles like thunder threads Clouds of starlings Blacken the eggshell blue sky dr......

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...Gypsy heart Delusional Scimitars festive daggers soft balalaika captive sword ... Mandolins, hot nights harps and wine venom of passion, ... dangers daggers Banjo and boldness, gypsy wal......

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...Reena gazed at the evening in the melting twilight Oranges splattered in the sinking sunlight Mandolins playing lovely diminuendo A rustling breeze leaving messages Night emerging from the passin......

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...Take my hand come fly with me Come dance on the moon and the stars They're playing our song on mandolins And strumming their little guitars Come sail with me we'll take to the sea I promise i......

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...Cripples make music with old, worn out digits and voices tarnished with age. only slightly crippled, generally slight due to gravity Play guitars and mandolins in a barn turned church, Not banging......

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