Marimba Poems - Poems about Marimba

...The xylophone and marimba are often compared Harmonics being the difference between the two Marimba with softer notes shared as harder notes from the xylophone ensue Whatever instrument is ......Read the rest...

...“Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba.” L. Milton Hankins The meadow lark happily sits along the fencepost singing away and watches as Milton ......Read the rest...

...Perching on a fencepost, the meadowlark calls in sweet trilling tones like a solo marimba. I mimic her voice and watch her curiosity as I stroll among the goldenrod and yarrow, the ......Read the rest...

..."The wind is the pounding of my heart.” --Constance La France Sound of the wind drifting through the trees Softly, I hear it; it is the pounding of my h......Read the rest...

...We paddle through small talk, I like her, she has style. I imagine we have a history together back in an old movie that I have yet to see. I begin to construct a lost and anecdotal life. In an......Read the rest...

..."La Marque Ultime" In reference to future we have collaberated to bring forth a Union of companies who in the interest of pro Wrestling and Great Entertainment, have United to create ......Read the rest...

...I had a brain like an old motorbike, I rode it back and forth just to get laid by whomever, and that strange one who kept cats under her long skirt. Truth is a marmalade calligraphy. I yodel b......Read the rest...

...The breeze sighed Through the valley Like a whisper Floated across the room, A breeze of sweetness To dispel the gloom, Its marimba played The gentle leaves a simple tune, Dancing over troubl......Read the rest...

...Sing Africa, sing! Shout to the Lord with your being Sing to His glory for the great resources He gifted you Sing like a bird that sings to its Maker, in adoration of His splendour Sing Africa,......Read the rest...

...The truth is – mango mildew, marmalade ghosts. I have a brain like an old motorbike, I ride it back and forth just to get laid by you, and her, and that strange one who kept cats under her l......Read the rest...

...Tiny marimba pinwheels rotate, Under flippant bass. A poodle barks... A barrage of dissonant sounds, Melodies played backwards... Then the music stops. A ambivalent sneer, As sounds......Read the rest...