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Preludes Poems - Poems about Preludes

They Appear from Nowhere
... “What is Past is Prologue.” The Tempest. It's the young ghosts that haunt us most. A vison of my 6-year-old self, looking up from a basement window at the gray pavement above my head. ......

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Categories: preludes, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Symphony of the Sunrise
... While crimson dawn orchestrated the sky, Birds spread sweet notes at morning breeze’s rides; As sunrise calmly croons with smile on high, Rays kiss us tenderly with warmest glides. ......

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Categories: preludes, sunshine,
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member The Hummingbird Preludes
...Hummingbird’s playing in the background, The Page plays the blues, interludes, fingers touching the sensual key notes scent openings in the mind reeling in the horizontal lines alo......

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Categories: preludes, romance, senses, sensual,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member SATIE the music
... the avant-garde eccentric & peculiar gnossienne at gymonpedie of the pregnant pause. stark…simple without pretence… sounds… ..then…silence. measuring moments .frozen pieces In ......

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Categories: preludes, music,
Form: Ekphrasis
Premium Member Namaste Tantra
.... In . Love & Lust IT swells Configures ......

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Categories: preludes, nature,
Form: Concrete



Premium Member Piano
...Porcelain keys create Passionate sonatas Pitched in dulcet notes through Prewritten preludes that Piercingly vibrate when Pianists softly press ......

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Categories: preludes, music, poems, word play,
Form: Pleiades
Premium Member Kissed By the Passing Breeze of Awakening
...Kiss by the Passing Breeze of Awakening Dust of divine whimsy Flutters softly on unconscious cheeks With ephemeral dawning Fleeting like the flash of silver sandals In moonlight - here then hi......

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Categories: preludes, life, senses, sleep,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Weekday Recitation
...Alone for a moment measuring sound Frozen pieces in a particular way to wonder about myself To relax for hours as in a childish dream and revolve in all directions this prolongment......

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Categories: preludes, music,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Enchanted
...When I look at the night sky I find worlds of mystery and a feeling of great pleasure where incantations flow in my soul from the blissful sorcery of imagination pouring in my head as the unive......

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Categories: preludes, nature, night, sky,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member To Grow Peace
...To faith communities and fraternities, brotherhoods and sisterhoods and sororities, local non-profits and friendly neighborhoods, mediators and counselors, cooperative associations, trauma-......

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Categories: preludes, adventure, earth, education, environment,
Form: Political Verse
Negligence Regarding Love
..."What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . "                                  Quote by_Constance La France Of superficial relevance whatever he ha......

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Categories: preludes, lost, lost love, love
Form: Vaasokht
Premium Member To Capture Perfect Words
..."What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . Quote by_Constance La France We’re born. We learn to walk and talk. We grow, learn more, and grow some ......

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Categories: preludes, poetry,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Dear Joan Letter
...*Image of Letter of Do's & Don'ts by WB. Writing "What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . " Quote by_Constance La France Dear Joan Letter You......

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Categories: preludes, angst, anxiety, betrayal, goodbye,
Form: Vaasokht
Silent Song
...What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . Quote by_Constance La France What is love, but a tale; a gust of wind blown in the dark. In dwindling hope,......

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Categories: preludes, writing,
Form: Vaasokht
Premium Member Flickering Flame
..."What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . " Quote by Constance La France Oil just few drops left; wick irrecoverably worn out; Wet ma......

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Categories: preludes, analogy, life,
Form: Vaasokht

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