Short Crescendos Poems
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Comets cut bedazzling streaks in time
with crescendos and solos divine.
Each meager planet probes with a wince
praying they don't fall within the pinch.
Psychedelic scenery
Elicit blithe resolutions
Television
Brilliant channels
Procreate felicity
Evolution
Crescendos
Ameliorate composure
Termination
Row upon row
upon row
of caged men
some growl
others mutter
still others silent,
lifeless...
the banging starts
crescendos
the din incredible
is it a jailbreak
who smuggled
freedom in
i am tired
of writing songs
for you
the peak of the
music
crescendos no
longer
the songs are more
mellow
like a common
country song
by janetta
(comment; i love country songs, but they are more open and uncomplicated).
I'm kyanite-kissed venom ~
above castles
of capitalised cryptics ~
choreographing
l i f e
in crescendos
of constellations...
sitting here
at the keyboard,
lettered blue notes
flow with rhythmic melodies
inking bars of varied clefts
of poetic pitch
rising from
B flat decrescendos
to C sharp crescendos—
peaking trilling lights of truth
from a major second:
gifted by the most high first
A Poet....
Feels the very pulse of life!
Hears its crescendos and librettos
Composes them into words divine
And, if well-penned....
Touches another soul in eternal time.
Panagiota Romios
4/26/2019
7pm PST
Ivory bushes bear
accelerated evolution
and abstract incarnations
a reverie reserved as veil
fables too blatant to reveal
crescendos rise within
what remains of
the cityscape's heartbeat
science knows what we fear
By Glenn McCrary
© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
Bull-black boots
stamping
like beating skin-tight drums
steel capped
with arched hands
clanking castanets
with crimson coronations
like a goldfinch neck
A guitar's fevered fret
crescendos
a rite of spring
kicking dust from bloodied boots
stomps off the romany's yoke
Too many sailors who have lived to tell,
Her siren song permeates,
day by day it fell.
Luring in ships to crash,
break,
splinter on cliffs,
She masters ethereal crescendos,
opera riffs.
Each day leads boats astray,
the reel of the sea witch,
Nay terror,
her voice pitch rich is much more bewitch.
I've found a new deliverance from fear and self-control...
It starts with a glance in the morning
It ends with a bite every night
I've found a simple melody to calm a nervous soul...
It keeps tempo with sighs
It crescendos with moans
I've found a lover sweet, salvation is my own...
Form:
moaning moon munched
by taunted tongue -
gaunt gloom thrust
felon fate flung -
leered lanky lurch
shunned sassy verge
met tuning tree
crumbling crescendos' spree
porous path's plea
saucy swing strapped
tamed tactic trance
dribbling dark dance
shrewd shaver tossed
trailing snoop's trot.
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Note: Of plagued picture.
A weapon of hope, she
stands in the breach,
firing her deadly
cannons of calamity
toward the darkness.
Screams pierce the
inky void, rising to
crescendos before
subsiding to whimpers
and finally, silence.
Still the weapon of hope,
she rises, once again
firing her deadly cannons
while behind her they live
free while she stands.
vying voluptuous veil
callous crest crave
hoisted zeal healed
tuning taunted creaks
dark dribbles drooled
gaunt gores puked
gullible guts grieved
sassy surges unleashed
crushing cupping creed
lanky limbs seeped'n
fostered felony feats
fuming fiery feet
rusty roar bruised
crescendos cremating cruise.
'20:04:08:19:15
Note: Of the lion.
A golden white sunset
Serenades the canyons
With tasteful symphonies
Crescendos of passion cry
Elevated euphoria
Oblivious be despair
Sharp, yearning hunger
Bellows creamy reveries
Roaring taunting thrills
This tigress teases in spirals
Trickles of sweat lavish us
Rhapsodies deplete us
Eyes glisten odes of desire
Her aroma illuminates the bed
Neon vortex
The glowing light 'pon sparse clouds
Radiates a golden glow
Orange marmalade sun tips the far
horizon and waltzes slow
Light changes slowly to clear bright
The birds' chorus crescendos
Joined by the whirr of a hummer
Mornings sung in tempos
The plural of Crescendo can be crescendos, crescendoes, or crescendi
The plural of Tempo can be tempos or tempi..
wet wits worn
perforating pulpy pawn
pestered passion puked
cremating clipped cruise
hoisted hankering drooled
felon fate bruised
meagre metamorphoses moaned
spurring sassy sow
gullible gifts grown
dark diminuendo birthed
dribbling crescendos fitted
rusty rhythm rusticated
felon ambiguity flown
by blitzkrieg blown.
'20:04:17:19:26
Note: Of airy ambiguity.
lout tout clout
pout mouth shout
draped zeal drooled
pruning punctured pool
hoity hankers hoisted
callous crescendos clothed
eerie passion pulsed
gaunt gifts gulped
tempestuous tongue touched
mystic rhythm moaning
busted, blitzkrieg cloning
muffled maladies glowing
dark dribbles damped
taunted thrills trashed.
'20:03:27:17:09
Note: Dedicated to Adeyemi Joshua.
Wandering, searching for the wind
An empty vessel, lost adrift.
Steering toward a forgotten shore,
To a place that deals only in absolutes,
Where no storm shall cloud our path.
When we wake from the slumber of darkest night
There is glory in the redemption of dawn
Rising anew to embark on a sacred descent,
As the day crescendos in majestic hues,
Hypnotic, dissolving into the horizon
Form:
waning wits smirked
vying voluptuous verge
meagre mood metamorphose
saucy spell's sauce
hoisted hankerings hummed
pruning punctured pukes
dark dribbles dazed
rusty reels raved
rusticating riff's creates
lanky lusts birthed
callous crisps cremated
crunched crescendos hibernated
crumbling contractions cruised
bursting busty bruise.
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Note: of harassed ambiguity.
Precision scales of a Bach concerto
relentless tide of crescendos and trills
Waves of emotion engulf my soul
pianissimo's delicate fingers stroll
Mozart sonatas and waltzes I hear
Grand Ballrooms of Venice once more appear
My heart rejoices in time with the wind
to the strains of Paganini's sweet violin
Alas, passion for the masters is lost today
to an era where Tik-Tok holds sway
wielded wits whooshed
perforating pouting pool
yearning yields pruned
vying voluptuous clues
dark drips dribbled
callous crest crippled
hoisted hanker healed
sumptuous syllables seeped'n
crumbling curvy creed
mystic melody moaned
cupped crescendos' clone
haughty rhythm robed
porous pasts punctured
meagre memories measured.
'20:03:28:11:33
Note: Dedicated to Jedidiah, King Solomon.
callous clouds hummed
sassy syllables puked
dripping dark dribbles
vying veil trickles
amputated atmosphere bewitched
spooky spell enriched
thrilled trees trailed
crumbling crescendos' wail
rusty rhythm raved
nudging nature nimble
munching meagre mumble
bounty boulevard hurdled
bridged blitzkrieg bruised
grooming gaunt gloom.
'20:04:27:18:21
Note: An imitation of an art of nature the Almighty etched in the earth.
Back Creek Sounds
Rhythmic wave crescendos,
Like dynamic static of radios,
Tinkling and gurgling noises,
As liquid over rocks poises,
Ospreys shriek at laughing gulls,
Slapping water on slicing hulls,
Burping diesels add staccatos,
Winds strum mast-stay legatos,
Sails fill or flap by whispered pressure,
Bouys gong in the background with hauture,
As my toes on the sand go crunch,
Shouts my stomach, “Seafood for lunch”.
Summer Song
Long and hot is the summer;
Crescendos with fear and hate;
Songs so sad and so weary,
The squirrels are losing weight.
I will fill them with music of kindness;
Spray with cool waters of hope;
Maybe then they’ll be in rhythm again,
To laugh at big jays and cope.
One day will be that great day
When the lion will lie down with the lamb;
I’ll hurry that day along
Serenading the squirrels where I am.