Rhyme Music Poems

Emaciated test-tube mutations 
Raised apart in pristine distillations 
Conceived in dexedrine celebrations 
and the crazed, ecstatic inhalations 
of the professor’s choicest pheromones 

Right-angled, inverted, and...

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I love the end of the day,
when the sun want to climb into bed.
The moon will be rising soon,
showing off it's big bright face.

 

The...

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Quote By Poet: "Don't Let Books or Poems Become A Thing Of The Past."

A bookstore I can not pass up,
I need a new book I...

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Quote By Poet "The faces of pretty flowers will brighten anyone's day."

Here in a lovely garden we sit,
growing very close-knit.
Our faces of pretty color,
are bigger...

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To be sung to the tune of Subterranean Homesick Blues.

Davy’s in the basement
Working on geometry
You’ll see my intent
A theorem in development
Presh is on the website...

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Beyond softest poetic muse, the garden sighs a breathless trust into the heart, remembering that God, in His great design, singled out the gardener for...

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Sometimes, we need music.
That’s what makes us tick.
As human beings.
The precious songs we sing.
Even when it’s serious…
Our sadness, precarious.
Even when we sing off tune.
We embrace...

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Turn up the radio and ...
It's the same ol' situation, 
The same songs, same band
That raised my generation 

That was then, this is now
Nothing's changed...

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Life with it's ups and down's
I love you day and night
Family and friends make
Every moment extra special...

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Jimi’s grand apology
hidden in the words
In lyrics of his soul’s lament
Mary’s name is heard

The Jacks are in their boxes
as midnight plays its chord
Music sighing whispers...

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By Poet  "I do not know where the time goes. It just goes running away."

Yesterday when
Everyone was kind
Smiles were on all
The faces both young and...

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In the silent hall, the maestro tall and regal takes his place,  
His presence commanding, with elegance and grace.
With a wave of his baton,...

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I freely admit I love classical music,
And please don't think me a snob
If I keep my composure
When I mention composers
As Beethoven, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, and Schumann,
And...

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I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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My mother was slow
couldn't tell truth from lie
she was born far before
of her due time
her father hated women
he told her she wasn't liked
she believed God...

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