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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



Premium Member 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
Premium Member 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
Premium Member 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
Premium Member 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

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