Short Clef Poems
Short Clef Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Clef by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Clef by length and keyword.
Lo, ty mirthels cascahl ahvan soundrus
Tinkling, drancig, veyless othel clef en blish
Glimmish mare de propotel te groundus
Toosh da ligty mith ah gentish kish
I'm a treble clef answer to a bass clef groan.
I'm a chipped Russian pitcher to a stereophone.
I'm integrity seeking and heart strung in sleep
I'm praying you know me and morality keep...
Form:
Drizzle and frizzled hair crinkles,
such sounds demand a symphony;
Clammy cold showered with sprinkles
there’s a vibe that says ‘Be easy.’
Stock up the wood burning fire place,
it’s raining I’ll send you a song;
Smoke creates a treble clef trace,
that rhythm will help you along.
Peonies, lavenders, cherry trees
Clef romancing Pachelbel's Canon behind the emerald maze
Summer breeze Tudor breathe
Vavasour Anne, hail thy Lady!
Homecoming carrage drove by quiet road, thus awakens
Ghouls, spirits, elves, butterflies
Celebrating Hazlewood
For thy Lady hath returned.
His name is Cap red white and blue
He took the Super Soldier Serum for me and you
He was four feet tall and 98 pounds
Now when he walks, heros abound
The hulk to his right and Ironman to his left
And to the center is himself with his clef
Don't mess with Captain America, the best is yet to come!
In the clef death of darkness.
I show no fear to dream big.
The more i fear the better i move forward.
No one sees my minds eyes
Only my self i conquer my weak side of fear.
I stand to raise my both arms
To breath the life of a champion.
To lived the dreams i desire most.
Liberty and happiness i affirm all achievements i dream.
Form:
010101010101010101010101010101010 only numbers left
no walnut dashboard 010101010101010101010 no treble clef
just the breeze where once was sun 01010101010101010010
perpetual war it is no fun:
only numbers now to kiss your cheek 010101010101010 to
grease the starlings hungry beak 01010101010101001
and when the moon hits ice cream sky 0101010101010
numbers talk for sleeping spy 010101010101010010101
musically
on the staff
f major treble
clef keeps me
with only one
note that is
B flat and so
maestro
tap tap
tap your baton
attention
follow
ing his lead
i'm feeling
basso
filled up on
beans so
i'll be
a tuba
fragrantly
playing Rimsky
Korsakov
not even
thinking
of stopping
fingering
flight
not bumbling
the bumblebee
but the spit valve
will
need
drained
at
least
twice
Form:
My tears fall down to my shoes
I'm completely wrapped in the blues
I miss my love for she has left
Does my sorrow begin at the clef
I carry the notes around with me
They are there for only I to see
'cause my heart aches from pain inside
every day I just want to cry
Maybe one day I'll meet another
But for now my troubles smother
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Whacky? Perhaps but extremely powerful too.
He’s a guinea pig wizard from north Kalamazoo.
We have seen him turn the windows both pink and blue.
He has commanded a crow to fly in from the flue.
We call him Mr. Tibblets Tanglewood Tony Treble Clef Two.
He likes the whole name, he says we simply cannot overdue.
His power and might terrifies my brother and sister too.
He is heading this way, so I suggest you be your best you.
Whacky? Perhaps but extremely powerful too.
He’s a guinea pig wizard from north Kalamazoo.
We have seen him turn the windows both pink and blue.
He has commanded a crow to fly in from the flue.
We call him Mr. Tibblets Tanglewood Tony Treble Clef Two.
He likes the whole name, he says we simply cannot overdue.
His power and might terrifies my brother and sister too.
He is heading this way, so I suggest you be your best you.
If I sing again
Let me sing a song like sea immortal
And empty of pain
When fresh flowers fade and so final
If I sing again
Let me sing like soft stars universal
And never to wane
For hope like matter is so temporal
If I sing again
Let the flight of birds inspire me
To soar without disdain
From clef to clef of unseen mercy
If I sing again
Let me be a cataract and child in glee
Where joy is never vain
For my child, and for all immortality.
Tear drops fall
between silent lines
carrying the tune
of this weeping melody
written on my heart’s
faded sheet music
Scales cry in sharpened flats
twisting treble clef sorrows
Candelabras drip pain
on withered fingers
roaming ivory slivers bleeding
out of tune syncopation
Unheard choruses
in three quarter sadness
wasted on black and white keys
played long after
the lid was closed
on our love
Where is that sustain pedal
when you need it?
My vision finds impair and seeks,
so stretching that my eye could reach
one day with Thee alone, not breach
some distant infamies impeach.
That burrowing of fate, that wretch
still seeking my interred regret
to bring down all my soul's expect,
though not as sundown takes inspect.
Tomorrow, Oh Thy worth be clef
to music, rising from my depth.
The song, the song - Oh love respect
that all my heart to Thee do stretch -
...and kindle promise, God has kept!