Pizzicato Poems - Poems about Pizzicato

...plucking the strings bowing the strings Pizzicato and Arco Favored for it's breathability allowing creativity a movement in stride full meaning and positioning a recurring motif in full se......

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... Cornichons The Cute Kind Tasse and Gobelet are lovers. Two beautiful peacocks. I made a wager on the horses ,but didn't wanna tell my friends. The woman said. She would listen to Organ......

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...Sine Wave replicated the Hand whistle, a drum and bass and tremble guitar fused with a funky mix of in opposition tothe fella's camped further in the distance. There a banjo and fiddle were pla......

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...Chromatic Voglio chetu sia mio Ibi locutus sum J 'espere que je ne le regretterai pas Na ia jeg takkle meg selv Daar is geen skeuring tussen jou en my nie Es un honored haberna sentido as......

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...Where’s my loyal confidant, If love recovers again? This emptiness of heart, Fulfills to be a single friend; The jargon on my noggin, What’s her color, favorite? Pop in, lightly salted; I am......

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... Plain brick walls Wait for clinking cans of spray paint To color in streetwise notions Beyond the naked eye Quiet strings of violins Wait for hands to draw across bows Or play pizzicato mel......

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...Aqueous humor: she said of the buddahs hands that were placed upon the table. Macula, and marvelous! A specticail appealing to the eyes. Yards and Yards of lemongrass, and beautiful bounties of Bu......

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...As if she stretched both sides of her smile in pizzicato, then lets go... Each note ascends, circles her head like a halo. Cascading strings send shivers through clouds. ‘Nine’ gigg......

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...Call it what you will, my friend, This glowing exhilaration inside my heart Plucking the pizzicato strings of myself Exploding, making me feel, oh so, insatiably happy To be alive! ... ......

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...// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. // Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio......

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... The Night Soil Man I Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds No border line nor skin to cross Condescension's never a case for loss High birt......

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...November in a teacup Looking up at your face Our set of changes Our own autumn Pizzicato motion feels Pleasure inside my sound When Love lies above me Leaves on the ground Ron Kempton......

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...i await Thursday her day a date in time April has a march in 4/4 i must write a score do it for duet using her voice vocally instrumental switch from translate this to a high......

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...Matilda the peregrine Chanticleer Has taken up residence Along the 18th Fairway Chicken-walking ......

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...On Tour To dive into the world of the great barrier reef would be enough assimilating into the tranquil environment somewhere in the Capricorn looking below while leaping merrily from a bluff ......

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