Short Clarinets Poems

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


Band

In band you make music not noise
Sometimes you have to be quite poise
The clarinets may squeak 
which will make others freak 
but in band you make music not noise
Form: ABC


Premium Member Poem In C

clever clouds chase cunning clarinets curious cats collect cacophonous cicadas colorful candles captivate cavalier crowds ----- cavalier crowds captivate colorful candles cacophonous cicadas collect curious cats cunning clarinets chase clever clouds

Premium Member Beating around the bush 'til I finally get to the point

      flamingoes on one foot balance
        talent like monkeys on bongos

      playin' clarinets are baboons
         raccoons a-hootin’ and a-swayin'

       lions on slide-trombones
          headphones catch them cryin’

       giraffes a-bangin' chimes
          Times of L.A. laid off its staff
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lemon Drop Licks

Suspended like a lemon drop
 on the tongue of night
the moon melts 
on the clarinets keys

Haze, ever present,
 on this humid September eve,
blurs the edges of reality
calling forth images 
	of sweet beginning
the howls of wolf..
as the sax soars
and the warmth of blood.


A firecracker night
sparks
	spinning in lamplight
basking in blue velvet
humming with the whir 
of cicada's
with the brushes
on top hats.

Premium Member My Taste In Music

Clarinets, bassoons, oboes, ugh.
Flutes, oh, yes, Native American flute music please.
Violas. Don’t be prissy!
Cellos. Ha. Ha. Who wants to carry one to school?
First and second violins. Too stringy. Twangy. Hurt my ears.
Trombones and tubas. Oh, yes, please.
Now for my all- time favorites besides the guitar.
Drums
Cymbals.
Bam.
Crash.
Boom
Bam
Give me percussion or do not give me any music at all.


Fifth Symphony 1

see minor classical frequent
da da da daaa
knock of
fate
op67
fine tunes confusing
depressed
victory symphony
louder please
1808
dit dit dit daa
cold december
night
after the sixth
flutes and oboes
slicing the
air
clarinets b flat and sea
horns e flat and see
trombones tenor bass alto
trumpets
timpani strings for sure
piccolo in only fourth
dit dit dit dahhh
louder please louder louder
knock of
fate
da da da daaaa
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