Music Quatern Poems | Examples
These Music Quatern poems are examples of Quatern poems about Music. These are the best examples of Quatern Music poems written by international poets.
by ego upstaged, soul’s light caged
we wandered earth like a lost ghost
fire of desire in our heart raged
for peace we wandered coast to coast
synced not to music of the spheres
by ego upstaged, soul’s light caged
we sought solace among our peers
mental battles ceaselessly waged
in the flow of time, body aged
we were but a dead man walking
by ego upstaged, soul’s light caged
stark haunting with dark fears stalking
shift to stillness made us stronger
heart sang, when from thoughts disengaged
choosing to suffer no longer
by ego upstaged, soul’s light caged
"One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter." - James Earl Jones
A heart formed by soft light and love,
stirring hope you’ll not let go of.
She sings and dances, blazing fires
on wings of joy her life inspires
not doubting, gentling as a dove
a heart formed by soft light and love,
She whispers hues, clear and pleasant
rhythms of wonder, past to present
joyful prayers, softly praising
flow of God, always amazing
a heart formed by soft light and love,
heartfelt smiles who fit like a glove
writing dreams meant to rouse delight
sweet senses last beyond midnight
heed this dear song from God above
a heart formed by soft light and love,
John 10:28 KJV “And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of my hand.”
chosen for God’s purpose, I know
for every joy, each hope, I owe
the One who caused His gentle light
to shine through the stormiest night
anywhere His light shines its glow
chosen for God’s purpose, I know
there is love that’s there to guide me,
love that makes me fall to my knee
listen to Jesus’ still, small voice
His love will cause you to rejoice
chosen for God’s purpose, I know
His sweet song I’ll never outgrow
let this music play on and on
first told by the Baptist named John
came to save lowest of the low
chosen for God’s purpose, I know
When I think of the blues music,
I’m picturing a man singing
while playing his guitar and a
liquor bottle nearby to drink.
Heartache and sadness cross my mind,
when I think of the blues music
for striking melancholy tone
with lyrics that express sorrow.
As if etching a broken heart,
making me sigh and misty eyed.
When I think of the blues music,
must cajole myself with good thoughts.
The songs reflect life with weary
heart that no slumber, rest could ease.
Smelling lilacs would lift my mood,
when I think of the blues music.
Love in love with love keeps no score,
etching bliss burns in weary heart
and as God’s grace does so in-pour,
scent of lilacs sees fears depart.
Although we have drifted afar,
love in love with love keeps no score,
on spine’s thirty three stringed guitar,
playing music that makes folklore.
In the boat God Himself does oar,
our soul ascends, though we slumber;
love in love with love keeps no score,
yet we sigh grazed by bliss thunder.
Though we’ve sinned, misty eyes cajole
God to enter through our heart’s door,
that we may feel joyous and whole.
Love in love with love, keeps no score.
His music fills this moonlit night;
its etching pleasure feels so right.
As misty scents of lilacs bind,
long, peaceful slumber, pray I find.
It calms my soul with pure delight;
his music fills this moonlit night.
Though weary, I am lifted up,
and sigh with joy that fills my cup.
From his guitar, such joy abounds;
cajole myself with soothing sounds.
His music fills this moonlit night
against the aura of its light.
The moon and music bind as one;
with scents of lilacs, joy is spun.
Such calming pleasure they incite!
His music fills this moonlit night.
"ALL MY LIFE YOU HAVE BEEN SO GOOD"
There is a song that I treasure.
It speaks of the goodness of God.
When first heard, I fell to my knees.
"OH, YOUR MERCY NEVER FAILS ME"
God speaks to me with tenderness.
My whole life flashes before me.
Things that bother me vanishes.
"FROM THE MOMENT THAT I WAKE UP"
My heart is filled with gratitude.
God's thoughts of me are filled with love
I start my day sitting with him.
"ALL MY LIFE YOU HAVE BEEN FAITHFUL"
In all the issues I have faced,
God has never abandoned me.
All my life you have been so good
Song by: Bethel Music and Jenn Johnson
I’m thankful for the light and love
Joy runs through my heart, mind and soul
Beckoning to me from God’s throne
Grace abides inside my spirit
Breathing hope, faith and so much more
I’m thankful for the light and love
Burning through my darkest despair
Erasing every cloud of doubt
Stirring dreams who smile like the sun
Vibrant truths, inspiring my muse
I’m thankful for the light and love
Who silences fears, sings blessings
Inside, where I believe - adore
Murmurs of peace, kindness, candor
Dance to His music, divine tunes
I’m thankful for the light and love
Autumn is waiting in the wings,
hiding discretely among trees,
in plaintive music a bird sings,
coaxing a ride on a cool breeze.
Summer, reluctant to cede day
Autumn is waiting in the wings.
Finally gives the nights away
to crisp breezes that Autumn brings.
Autumn offers gifts of gold rings
to match Summer's soft, golden hair.
Autumn is waiting in the wings
Summer blows kisses on warm air.
Autumn, in gowns of red and gold
will be queen, altho Summer clings.
As she leaves, her story now told
Autumn is waiting in the wings.
August 18,2022
for Hint of Autumn contest
by Regina McIntosh
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His love gentles the eager wind
Calming, inspiring – vowing
Peace within, a holy silence
Whispering grace into the soul
Wonders twirl proudly amidst dreams
His love gentles the eager wind
Uplifting the feelings so meek
Rustling verses sprout holy wings
Laughing streams burst forth, splashing joy
Over smooth stones, tender musings
His love gentles the eager wind
Stirring music from swirling leaves
Exciting praises write a yarn
Details vibrating, splendid hopes
Echoes of the stars glistening
His love gentles the eager wind
Their sadness sounds from distant hills,
Drums speaking strength, valor not lost
Calling warriors to give might and will
Victories now but at what cost.
Now drums guide dancers' whirling feet
Their sadness sounds from distant hills
Warriors' hearts feel a quiet defeat
Memories of greatness~silenced, still.
Lilting birds' calls, flute answers trills
Music caught in enchantment's lures
Their sadness sounds from distant hills
Voices of flute, lonesome and pure.
Over vast land they hunted game
Days now lost of conquests and skills
Spirits sigh for those times untamed
Their sadness sounds from distant hills.
Reborn here now without baggage
This is the place God has given
Working so hope gives a challenge
To those who have been forgiven
Music breathes joy into the hearts
Reborn here now without baggage
Shining a light that shows remorse
For those times we took advantage
Our dreams are sent here to salvage
The kindness that brings a true peace
Reborn here now without baggage
Giving my soul this sweet release
In hues of grace poured over souls
Promising wonders will manage
To bring love and faith that controls
Reborn here now without baggage
Dawn Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
October 11, 2021
body withers but our love grows
life’s a roller coaster for sure
through rain and shine, we are aglow
happenings any, hearts are pure
Gods benedictions, we imbibe
body withers but our love grows
tranquil calm, we cannot describe
gleam in our eyes, an open show
love alone real, this we know
each pulse of life, we celebrate
body withers but our love grows
to music of soul, we gyrate
judgments suspended, we embrace
love caress has made us mellow
cut to chase, all is divine grace
body withers but our love grows
19-July-2021
As the audience falls silent,
the lights dim: the curtain is drawn.
And a magical night begins;
launched upon a sea of whispers.
Fantasy shucks reality
as the audience falls silent.
And imagination takes hold;
overpowering all reason.
Music and motion in tandem
give sway to possibilities.
As the audience falls silent,
chasing dreams down the rabbit hole.
Illusion creates amazement:
that overrides doubt's disbelief.
And fuels curiosity;
as the audience falls silent.
You walk light on mist in blue hill,
winds waft to carry you along,
whispering in ear a sound shrill,
in the heart it becomes a song.
Whistling the sweet song in the wind,
you walk light on mist in blue hill.
The song suffuses the trees, leaves find
how music in them winds instill.
The song echoes in the valley still,
sound of rippling silence persists.
You walk light on mist in blue hill
with music in air you haven’t missed.
Beguiled loneliness in mind strays,
your rapt senses rapture distills.
With soul lighted by new sun rays,
you walk light on mist in blue hill.
August 14, 2020
Contest : Strand Completely New (22)
Sponsor : Brian Strand