Short Audio Poems

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Audio Visual Room

A-udio
V-isual
R-oom
I-ntroduces
L-if e's
L-earning
E-xercise

Topic: Birthday of Avrille A. America (April 16) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Form: Acrostic


Premium Member Soundbite

Listen to poem:
sound it out
let it be heard
to mute is so absurd
let's hear it out
not drawl on written word
mouthed in silent blurb
to no one who called out
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member On An Audio Breeze

With a random comment, your memory surfaces, 
a lingering breath returns, 
tantric and warm as our lips barely touched.
The softness, a tease, 
Twin tongues dancing briefly
Our bodies slide
Just breathe.

haiku

Dreams of human 
                                             running Video of hidden thoughts 
                                             no accompanying audio-
Form: Haiku

Audio Engineer

G-reat beacon has come, 
R-ays begin to ascend; 
A-fter the twilight is gone, 
C-old chill starts to
E-nd.

T-hursday thrills your heart, 
U-sing early March second; 
P-ouring rain disappears, 
P-leasant morn meets the beacon.
A-llow the TV station to broadcast the programs that offer cheer; 
L-et the newscasters and anchors consult the audio engineer.
Form: Acrostic


From the Audio Recordings of Mars Rover Insight

I heard the wind on Mars
Like ours
And that blew me away

The same wolf
Howling
Out there

Roams
The rusted crust
Just as solitary
As his hunt
Here on Earth’s green hills

His wail longing for choirs

Searching the blue sunset on Mars
Same as the orange dusk of our own orb
Or upon any dark stone
Cast throughout the abyss

This
Will be our greatest human discovery.

Premium Member Audio Oc Oc Tribute

‘Maybe I could spend the night? Just to talk.’
she whispered; Marissa knew what to do;
Well maybe, she did like him; Probably;
Time to do more than mindlessly jaywalk;
For once there was no drama to cut through;
Home was this feeling, he fit perfectly;
Ryan had to stay he couldn’t just go;
This was unfamiliar, scary and new,
a tidal wave in her zen Newport sea;
Rocky was the new beat, the audio 
                     O. C.

Audio Ailments

my alarm clock
plays Bach's
mellow
cello

to wake to
not an earth
quake shaking
me out of bed for

i've been
not to be
mistaken
thinking

not dreaming
for these are
fluid and so
very lucid

where as of my
thoughts they
get me gots
pieces and

not peace
to even
sleep
just

feel as if in
a box not
filled to
the top

please leave
some standing
room in the back
for any free flowing

posabilitites
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