Short Cymbal Poems
Short Cymbal Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cymbal by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cymbal by length and keyword.
Cymble and Timbral In Cathederal
Cymbal and Timbral in Cathedral
could hear a cymbal
organ along with a timbral
found in cathedral
Jim Horn...
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Categories:
cymbal, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Haiku
The Cymbal Crush
she jumps in his mind
like a sudden cymbal clank
she's a crush, of love
Feb 6, 2019
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
" a valentine senryu"...
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Categories:
cymbal, passion,
Form:
Senryu
Until Eternity
Birds singing,
Dancing trees,
Jerking breeze
A cymbal clap,
And me, another note,
we stand together,
We'll cross to the other
Side of the river
There..
Where lives meet,
That they have no place
From the beginning,
No place until eternity
Better than his heart
To begin and end it!...
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Categories:
cymbal, love,
Form:
Free verse
Kings Request Mysteries Readsdaily
Though I
speak with the tongue
of men and of angels
and have not charity
I am become
as sounding brass
or a tinkling cymbal
And though I
have the gift of prophecy
and understand all mysteries
and all knowledge
and though I
have faith so that I
could remove mountains
And have not Charity
I Am Nothing...
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Categories:
cymbal, adventure, beautiful, blessing, books, history, i love
Form:
Dramatic Verse
The Untitled Flow
Am a troubled SOUL,trapped in a PIANO, by an HARPSICHORD
I STRING literal NOTES,my Te amo,
she left me dis-HARMONY,
My heart co-nun-DRUM
Its agony,TRAMPOLINES and Brass-Caps
She was my CYMBAL of hope,
the BEAT to the tints of my Night-caps...
She was my ELVIS GUITAR, tho Pricey',
She was Treasured,and Honoured,,
My MELODY,tuned to perfection,
ACOUSTIC sexually,pure SONIC and DRAMA...
My Prima Donna...
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Categories:
cymbal, desire, destiny, memory, music, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
3:00am
The doors to the streets are closed.
the sound of grinding has faded away
A metal worker in his shop
has stopped the clanging cymbal
of hammer beating down on tin.
both are asleep,
set aside for early light.
3:00AM
all tap, tap, tapping
gone silent.
A slight breeze
kicks up dust
from against a curb.
A rat races off to hide
And night time does it's death impersonation....
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Categories:
cymbal, death, night,
Form:
Free verse
Canaan
Child of Ham, image of Christ, gospelled bands
Ancestor of Melchizedek order
Negro oracle of prophet, priest, king
Anthem to you with drums and cymbal hands
Arising in the Horeb of your power
Nations steep in Afric's legacy sing
2
Canaan, first of he who was last, shift
Ages paradigm, became
Again the heir to Christ
Nimrod's legacy disdained would uplift
Adam's curse upholding the flame
Nurtured in sacrifice....
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Categories:
cymbal, education, religion,
Form:
Acrostic
I Feel Her Fury
She is furious; I feel her fury.
Taste her anger; my eyes open from sound slumber.
BANG!
Storm’s loudest cymbal.
I smile, picturing trees lying flat in a straight line
Maybe oaks, genuflecting to her power.
I will come back as a storm.
I will be furious.
I feel and taste my fury,
I am maniacal and mad.
Oaks and elms will lie flat, amazed at my swiftness.
BAM!
I smile, loving her strength.
I hear rain
Gentling her
My eyes close....
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Categories:
cymbal, storm,
Form:
Free verse
Summer Storm
Flashes of lightning
across the dark sky
the rumble of thunder
rolls like beating drums
resounding over the heavens
then a sound of silence
rain slowly starts to drop
upon the dry parched earth
gaining speed to a steady beat
drenching all
one big crack
like a cymbal it awakens
all within hearing distance
slowly it starts to dissipate
the tears from heaven stop
mist slowly draws in
closing the curtain
as a blanket of white
turns all to nothingness.
26/02/ 17...
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Categories:
cymbal, storm,
Form:
Free verse
Men Dont Fit the Sex Symbol
For women men drop big cash
To have them toothy smiles flash:
If one needs windows, gets Sash:
Blenders to tomatoes mash,
Women quite free to sound brash!
For handsome men – No! A Trash!
Even Eves the idea thrash,
For being infinitely rash,
Save one did cash in banks stash…
Macho Men can’t their teeth gnash
Nor round with displeasure dash:
Whether Norman, Noah or Nash
They’d be unleashing tongue lash,
On their names leaving a gash…
No luck with views A Mishmash....
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Categories:
cymbal, analogy, celebration, conflict, men, women,
Form:
Rhyme