Short Accompaniment Poems

sea soliloquy
	a harp accompaniment ~
		predatory notes...

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The silent gong
Accompanied by the scent
A divine love song
Bliss the accompaniment 

30-July-2020...

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cold sweat forms salty
curled knuckles clench crisp sheets
no warm accompaniment

yet the Almighty speaks
augury tossed bones
angelic choirs soulfull speak...

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pristine tutus and music as their accompaniment
animated faces depicting an interloper’s story
six ballerinas tiptoe across the floor in unison...

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The moon risen high, over
    the burial vault of the sun
  to the accompaniment of fireworks
    from competing constellations

  ~ All this, before suppertime...

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Orca breaches amid 
rolling pellucid waves;
pod accompaniment
as arching bodies play.
blowhole sprays celebrate
in random ecstasy;
ocean’s performance art.


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Standing on the loma
My eyes into the source of the wind,
My eyes alite upon a song
The birds had done it long,
For the pounding roll of ocean waves
Did a tattoo accompaniment of practiced eons....

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Yeah! I pray sometime
Yes I talk to a living God
Yeah! I stay alone
Yet I am in full accompaniment
I am praying talking alone
I stand and stay by myself, but I'm not alone

8/7/20
written word by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©...

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It rained this morning until this moment,
now the birds are singing.
A blessing!

Bird song is not much of a tune, kind of repetitive
and it could use a base accompaniment.
In fact to be honest, the birds
are kind of annoying.

Wait, it’s raining again - sweet silence
Another blessing!...

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Two to start
hidden getaway planned
hooded by woods
secretly intimate
a silent motor
black search began
waiting with accompaniment
tap - tap - tap
drowsy state triumphs
a starred awakening
sirens blaring, lights flashing
escorted and directed away
quick glance back
one hanging above...

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Time for bedding down
All life shuts its eyes
As the darkness creeps
Stars guard Mother Earth
Lighting dreamscapes way.

Nocturnal songs
They resound far
Accompaniment
Lovely night songs.

Dream catchers
Catch nightmares
For children.

Sleep deep
Restful

Sleep....

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A mercury-free tin of tuna fish
  bolted down, gagging all the way
To the accompaniment of gossipy lips
  a revolting noon hour this hot day

A walk inside COVID's masked prison
  did not appeal to me either
Tossed the tin in the can with a certain elan
  Farewell, tuna fish; unleashed, my inner Tarzan...

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There is a greasy odor in the air

At the window
across the room

the diaphanous wings of a fly

peal off accompaniment,
--a staccato--contradictory notes

to the stretched rays of a dying afternoon sun

falling  on the face of my otherwise muse

And in her countenance
all I can see
is the potential of a growling dog .......

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still the season in 
texas where drifting in the
hammock leads you to 

a different kind of 
heat where hazy lazy things
are hard to define

dreaming in Wrenna
of strawberries big as cars
where you can go in

side eat your way out,
of slides that wind and curve for 
days, of bluebirds and

their lovely vocal
accompaniment of the 
whole beautiful scene...

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Value comfort and consort on named holiday

Attend to needs and wishes of prized partisan

Love the small moments and the grand gestures

Eat delicate foods in pleasured accompaniment 

Nourish emotions and flames of passion

Take joy in every touch and caress

Initiate contact and dazzle senses

Never ignore an opportunity to spoil 

Enjoy every minute...

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It has been raining
All the day.
But now silence.
Stillness
Where just before
The drops a  rhythmic downwards breeze
Poured,
And gave us quiet melody to our thoughts,
Are suddenly no more.

The trees, stilted now,
Waving hesitant.
This new, patternless breeze
And our lives are a little more boring
As the clouds sweep past
And leave us alone.

No accompaniment seems to last....

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I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face
Occasional piano accompaniment drift along my pace
On the trails which tickles my fifth sense of taste
Millions molecular beam saved every curt memo as a lace
Which knitted through every single wink of my grace
Again, I cherish every raindrops which dance upon my face


Love the moment, love the drizzle 
Love the ambiance which showered in a dazzle...

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These streets I can feel beneath my feet.
I listen intently to feel their beat.
I'm walking to the rhythm of blacktop drums.
Subconsciously I'm in sync and my mind hums.
The tempo seems to mimic how I feel.
Imagined possibly, but for me it's real.
I now feel that someone walks with me.
I converse with those I cannot identify.
For some it's a reason to be locked away.
For me it's accompaniment to stay.

ChillNPsyco...

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They were invincible
whenever they’re onstage:
piano on the lead
with violin
as his accompaniment.

They toured the cities,
the parks as well;
soft harmonies they played
that all, including men
went envying them—

violin had felt betrayal
from her own bow.
It snapped her strings;
made it sever—
leaving piano out of tune.

Despite his downfall,
piano persisted performing
on stage, but alone—
playing his wife’s
funeral song....

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In the purple smoky collaged sky 

The birds swam home 

on flaky water colours,

carrying his rainy perfume.

I prayed for this one night

He would evenly spray my garden,

Without the rumbling accompaniment

Of his hurly burly friend flashing

nightmarish psychedelic lights, but let

Little Sue dream with her angels in peace.



Balveen Cheema
September 15, 2015
Contest: Mixed Senses
Toipic: Evening
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud...

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Theres a child
That answers the question with a thousand wishes
Witch, from his tongue, he couldn't hold in even for amusement
Because they, like a first impression,
Need the humble accompaniment of a friend
And so,
Instead of asking for 3 wishes,
It's the 4th till the end

It's when She asks at all!
"Why should it matter to them?"

"After all, I am but a friend of a friend of a friend
who knows...
just when 
to stare 
and when to listen"

Kiss Her!!...

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It rained this morning until this moment,
now the birds are singing! A blessing.

It’s not much of a tune, kind of repetitive
and it could use a base accompaniment.
In fact, to be honest, the birds
are kind of annoying.
Once they get going all together, it’s like
a Wagner opera – never ending.

Wait, it’s raining again. Sweet pitter-patter
What a blessing.

Its stopped raining.
the birds are back and louder than ever.

Too many darn blessings this morning....

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The Seconds grew impatient
   As Anticipation aimed its dart
Hope sat erect at the table
   Compliments practiced their parts

Breaths were held as the Chef pirouetted
   The Piece de resistance proudly poised
Triumph on a smooth, sleek glass surface
   To the accompaniment of Merriment's noise

Paradise was but a dimly lit candle
   Beside the Pheasant's brilliant blue flame
Exclamations burst forth midst salivation
   The Proud Bird had earned Highbrow acclaim...

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