Short Bach Poems
Short Bach Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Bach by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Bach by length and keyword.
a song of myself
Pete Townshend feed back squealing
caught in a mosh pit
After Christmas comes Boxing Day
When mum carts the rubbish away
Like one of the boys
Dad plays with our toys
Day is done; what more can I say?
Johann Sebastian Bach
Found that bread gave him creative spark
He would eat a whole ciabatta
Then knock off a fugue and toccata
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The Drum's Of Fun,
Violin's Greet.
And Organ's Lift,
Sounds Part Does, Please
From Bach To Talk
Future's In Score.
Loves Stream Achieves,
Our Victories
Turn!
A humble name,
Trilling far beyond river
For his music
Flows into the grandest ocean
Leaving land
Aquiver
-Snaperdoodlyay, Laura Breidenthal
-For Giorgio Veneto's Laconic Verse Contest
German composer Johann Sebastian Bach -
Emotive depth and his “blue notes” were his music’s bedrock.
Having fathered twenty children and always on his toes,
how did he ever find time to compose?
If you climb it you will find
harmony
and peace of mind
Bach is powerful and deep
he will rock you
in your sleep
in great concertos
like a fountain
flowing down from
Baroque Bach mountain.
Johann Sebastian Bach,
the corridor of cadenced choral he did proudly walk.
Baroque musician, virtuoso organist, he created conglomerate of style;
the harmony of intertwined melodies made him a composer versatile.
When you’re far away,
In another place,
Your heart is lonely,
Life is meaningless,
The room is empty.
If you’re abroad,
From east to west,
There’s culture shock,
You’re a stranger.
Get back where
You belong.
There’s no
Place like
Home.
A contrapuntal harmony made from pure
singing mathematical light.
The music cannot be denied,
it flows on like a silk dragon
over rolling savanna.
The hairs in my ears begin to dance,
the notes are calling out prismatic stars,
not the ones we see
but suns born in the shadowy cells
of our own fallen angels.
Playing Bach to Calm the Mind and Soul
I miss my piano
soon I will buy a piano
and resume playing
the piano
I like playing Bach
the most
it clams my mind
and my soul
as I loose myself
playing the music
getting into it
with my body
and soul
as the music
transport me
deep within
calming my soul
The music cannot be denied,
it unwinds like an articulated dragon
through a metallically ringing void.
Then there is the silk serpent
hidden in the driving engine
the closed-eyed coiling.
The hairs in my ears dance;
the notes are calling out stars;
not the ones we see,
but dark stars
born in the disheveled rooms
of fallen angels.
I crave the timeless peace and joy
This music often brings
To souls with whom the world would toy
And run around in rings.
Careless of mood, the master speaks
With string and pipe and voice;
No other strain my spirit seeks,
My Desert Island choice.
His counterpoint and melody
Shine through when days are dark;
None brings such solace yet, but he :
Johann Sebastian Bach.
my guitar strings
were tightly wand
as I leaned against
the cellos hard surface
clinging hopelessly to the fullness
of a familiar tune bellowing
from a charming piano dazzled
I was softly moved by the harps
descant chanting upon
thee unveiling of the violins
motionless melody creating
a sensational fluttering of bees
beneath the echoing shallow
breaths of my panting lures