Short Choral Poems

Short Choral Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Choral by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Choral by length and keyword.


Premium Member Clerihew Durufle

Organist Maurice Durufle
a master musician in his day
A composer with much flair
with his choral Requiem so extraordinaire
Form: Clerihew


Premium Member Clerihew Taylor

Samuel Taylor-coleridge
via Amerindians found a spiritual bridge
He hyphenated thus his name 
&  cantata brought choral fame
Form: Clerihew

Premium Member River Ballet

RIVER BALLET
.  ……….. .     .     .   .




                    ballet of riversong sashays
whirling choral chimes with dusk’s bouquets


©

  John Freeman’s Crystalline Euphony

Premium Member Johann Sebastian Bach


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.
Form: Clerihew

My Perception of Heaven

I stand-no float-then fly and am draped in spiritual apparel 
Angelic escort then seated at the foot of God’s thrown
Upon a golden marble slate all stand and give choral 
Praising God, giving thanks, glory, and honor am prone
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member The Peccadilloes of Life

Life can be a symphonic bonanza,
A philharmonic extravaganza,
A choral sunrise,
And an orchestrated surprise,
A conducted ecstasy,
An instrumental epiphany,
These are the peccadilloes of life,
The crescendo of my eternity.

From the Diaphram

tilted up toward sky
the trio fills its space
with well-rounded lips in
resonant, chorded, choral grace

aaaaahhhhhhhhhh! {loudly with song}

© Goode Guy 2013-08-05

for Elizabeth Krome's pottery
for the Charles Taylor Arts Center 
ekphrastic poetry event 2013-08-11
© Goode Guy  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Ekphrasis

Angels of the Choir

Angels of the choir
Is this the sound of heaven?
Such sweet emanations’
Heaven sings out
Each note
Plucks at my heart
Lifts my soul
Then elevates me 
Carrying me away
On a choral wave
Of sweet rapture
Then upon the final note
Of purest clarity
I return to earth
Form:

Politicians Love Their Each Laurel

Politicians Love Their Each Laurel

Not only do politicians love each laurel,
Their responses seem to sound choral,


And impacts on us have been immortal.

Jim Horn

Gads. It is becoming more difficult to
write poems everyday. Trump is having
quite an impact on me.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member A Day In May

Allured ripples of sparkling lips
Through meadows fanned by fragrant breeze
Her face I’ve touched with fingertips
Along floral banks which appease.
While waters brisk with melody
Aid one's journey to buoyant sea
The choral breach of hymnody
Welcome the waves of sonic glee.

 © Harry J Horsman 2022
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Zesty Birds

Silver streaks of zingy songbirds and choral trills. Orioles in Scarlet - gorgeous carolers of dawn canzonet with a sapphire score. Rich viol spells of melodic melody they engulf my twisted skysill featuring lavender gold and honeyed agate spring odes silky lilac skylight accents.
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Floral

Wise words work well
Trust time that tells


Meet mind most meek
Strange spice soon seeks


Loud laughs lure looks
Bright boom binds book


Feel fine floral
Choice charms choral


Ply prompt pure peace
Etch etch earns ease


Set soft sure say
Delight dream day




Leon Enriquez
21 November 2017
Singapore

Ode To Bara

Journey man
Chef of Choral cuisine
Sunset at Dusk
Drained of Melanin
A voice heard across generations
Stilled in immirimious waters
Strange silence 
As hearts fearfully flutter
What deafening silence is this?
An iroko has communed with the grass
Chills crawl up macho spines
This Hero here has joined eternal climes
Adieu, brother
Adieu, Bara.

The Melody

A different song
enters the symphony hall,
It's not an aria or a choral work,
it's much bigger,
it fills the auditorium.

Outside, on the street,
a busker plays his pennywhistle.

The orchestra and its singers
cease to study scores and song sheets...
pause to listen,

Entranced,
they let the music play on,
through the one throat
of the All.

Turtle and a Hurdle

Turtle and a Hurdle

Trump's stomach looks like back of a turtle
And over things makes it hard to hurdle
Created own line of clothes he calls choral
Who jumped over justice and skipped moral;
Loony and bloomy idiot like crepe myrtle.

James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Now for coffee and breakfast
So my wife just did insist.
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

The Love Race

The Love Race


A place
Where all my cares
Seem to fly out the door  
Because I can raise my voice there
My grace.

In praise
Voices blend in
Like a choral dance
Upon keys and strings upholding 
God's grace.

Heart rate
Quickened by joy
Mirrored in percussion
Encircling all present as one
Love race.

By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 05/31/10
Form: Cinquain

Song of Winter

Bare branches clicking together Winter snapping it’s fingers To a song composed by Nature Sung by winds garbed in White robes of snow Choral composition Season of transition Music swirls all about us Yet…given not To Man to know A song unheard… Except by Angels To mere mortals E’er unknown Of Winter days that in most marvelous ways Makes one want to …write a poem…

Premium Member Early Morning Spectrum

Listen to the forest in the depth of one’s mind 
and craft arresting soundscapes from within.
Gaze into a spectral morning 
dazzling  anew and 
watch those scales 
that slither from one’s eyes. 
Utter silken threads that pulse 
each vein  with choral church bells  
ascending  thru a literati conduit.
Wallow in the cascade of an oceanic
 blue and cherish 
every vital sea green moment.
Form: Imagism

Premium Member Haiku Path 4

Floral fragrance
Echoes of laughter;
Psalm of morning

~~~~~~~~~


Sun strokes bright
A new day beckons;
Precious moment

~~~~~~~~~


Songbird surprise
Balcony choral;
Brief stopover

~~~~~~~~~


Joy styles
Spontaneous laughter;
Party of five

~~~~~~~~~


Another blank page
A new day prompts;
Miracles abide

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
15 September 2019
Singapore
Form: Haiku

New City - Get Ready

What did they say?
Their songs of misery and pain
What did they say?
Choral impressions of how they were slain
Oh those sad songs
What did they say?

Sorry - it was
All in vain...

Perfection of impurity
I shake hands with simplicity
Brainwashed and blinded blissfully
I resonate epiphany

Where vision fails
Insight is gained
And finally I realise
All it takes is just one smile
Then surely it will be alright...
Form:

Stained Glass

Stained glass corpses of color
Transparencies of souls
Caught on somber stages
Cast in eternal roles

Prismatic lead framed oracles
Frozen at their tasks
Silhouettes of entities
Woven into masks

Eyes of silent spirits
Caught adrift in years
Pressed in one dimension
Chained in arc-ed spheres

If their voices now could ring
Of a choral note
Sure it would be shrill enough
To shatter all our hope
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Utter Silken Threads

Listen to the forest in the depth
of one’s mind and craft
arresting soundscapes
from within.
Gaze into a spectral morning
dazzling  anew and watch
those scales that slither
from one’s eyes,
Utter silken threads that pulse each vein 
with choral church bells  ascending
 thru a literati conduit.
Wallow in the cascade of an oceanic blue
and cherish every vital sea green moment

Posted : 30th March 2022
Form: Imagism

Cuckoo A-Lighting

Such an amazing sight I saw!
Sun rays pouring in my window,
A cuckoo sitting on my chair,
Bathing black with gold, what a show!

A photographic flash it was,
As it sang a sonorous song,
Music so harmonious that 
It could downthrow a choral throng!

Such stunning display stirs my soul,
Natural charm has its own pull,
Add to that sunlight's radiance,
I am so joyous and thankful.


07.12.2020
Form: Quatrain

Mocking Bird

The greatest pretender in the sky
is a thief in wings
and sings and sings in purloined folly.

A burlesque bird first loots a throat
then coddles every stolen note
and assembles every syllable

Then one by one in choral mime
as though true specie in the air
acts with incipit pompous dare.

And what honest notes could sound
that author care the see
that invention were an honest gift
achieved with authenticity.

Premium Member Sultry Summer

Summer sallies in blazing hot
Gentle in approach it is not
Chilly Spring winds soon forgot

Scorching sun off cooling soil steams
Warming all the rivers and streams
Melting core of soft snow dreams

Songbirds practice their choral sounds
Joined by grasshoppers’ leaps and bounds
Insects build their own playgrounds

Chirruping crickets call their mates
Flowerbeds fill with garden snakes
Sweltry nights no heat abates
Form: Rhyme

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