Short Music Box Poems

A child’s music
box, painted in gold and dust
is left to the flies...

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song without lyrics
sound of light panegyrics
rap 'til your soul drops....

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Midnight is waving a keen goodbye
It's time to yank away the galling music box 
Let the dawn echo your lullaby...

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Golden Years

Wrinkled knotted hands hug the music box
Fingers waltz to ballad sweet
Love's memory-she smiles...

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The flowers danced within the breeze
The music box dancer danced with ease
She danced and danced within his heart
For he loved her from the very start...

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A music box
is an angelic machine
that brings forth lyrical hope
slowly turning its golden key
among the darkness
enabling all to walk in it without fear...

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Piano softly played
Strokes the pain away
Tapping of the drum
Makes my heart young

Into the world of fantasy
Lay the inner dreams
Of my young heart
Play that song for me...

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porcelain smile
painted red
ballerina pirouettes
sequined tutu glitters
as she twirls
to the tinkling
jewelry music box



contest Brevity... 18 words or less - Swanlee
18 words © 4 months ago, Sharon...

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there was
no horrible
accident
just a
written
will he
wanted
a closed
casket

there was
no organ
music
playing
somber
chords
just the
sound
of a

child's toy
music box
playing
over and
over again
pop
goes
the
weasel...

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prancing
                                dancing
                                whirling
                                 twirling
                                 prancing whirling music box dancer
                                 twirling and dancing prima ballerina...

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one ballerina
tiptoe-twirls with two pink shoes
three sweet pirouettes

Turning the key of a music box - one...two...three.
Lovely, tall and full of grace - true faerie-child esprit.

3/1/2019
Charliecoup Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina...

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Doll house

Smoke came from the attic
the doll house was aflame.
Burnt down to ashes
as were the small figurine 
that lived noiselessly 
in childhood memories.
A casket
tiny music box had a dancer
buried 
at the bottom of the garden.
Ashes to ashes.
Even memories will vanish....

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Sitting under a tree
while it's dark at three

Alone in the rainy storm with this music box
waiting for the sun to shine so opportunity knocks

Cranking the key to commence a soft song
in order to stay strong

Hours pass and the sun comes out
finally gaining the chance to wander about...

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I have a music box,
Plays tunes of heaven,
Specially made box,
Decorated with fairies from Devon.

In my music box,
Lives a ballerina,
she spins and twirls,
Dancing to the magical sound.

My box is my magic,
Where an angels cry,
Is no more heard,
Then silence in the dark.

8th October 2010 8:02pm...

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I used to think that love happened in slow motion
With all the happy moments suspended in time
Then one day I realized the bad moments play even slower
A camera with shutter speed on its lowest setting
I wondered
Why do we watch out lives go by like this
Ballerinas dancing in a music box whose record is long broken...

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The gift that I give you
is delicate and fine,
Miniature though marvellous
tinkering in time...

For you to dance,
For you to sing...

-Magic interlocks-

To surprise for ears and eyes
Wee little music box.

Remember if you're ever sad
Wind it up with care,
Enjoy the tune of sun and moon
With your teddy bear....

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Guitar strings pluck tears
A pondering tune brings sorrow
My dandy tears fly
This tune attacks the morrow
When will the music box die?
I fly endlessly and confidently
I fear you what will happen tomorrow
I breathe in and out... grace showers upon me!
My sadness turns bright 
Tune my gladness... I don't borrow
Your glorified might...

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Unprotected piece of a house
exposed to fierce drops of water
prone to melt away in mud
like a music box in a matchbox,
unbelievable and unnecessary
and yet there,
a dwelling of husband and wife
to nest and breed
their young
willing to go away
and build their own music matchboxes,
stronger and safer
yet still
exposed to the ruthless transparency
of falling water....

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I locked the door
Spent couple of hours
Kept myself crying
Watching the night.

Played the music box
All lights were off
I felt the pain inside
It was beating me long.

Why would tears fall
For someone who is worst?
The world is too small
To find my half soul.

If I only knew
I should have said no
Heart won’t be miserable
If I didn’t choose you....

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Dark Chocolate Rivers sinfully twist

...through marshmallow trees in May

Cotton candy webs clenched in my fist

Music-box songs lightly play 

Cupcake Merry-Go-Round safely sings

As I watch the Cherry-bombs rain

Lolly Pop Lights in colorful rings

All aboard my candy cane train~



*inspired by my seven yr old daughter....Brooke...

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as the light faded
there stood I 
there laid she
as the light faded 
here we were 
together fused 
by love
fueled by lust 
as the light faded
tempo slowed due to 
sensual sounds 
from the music box
everything to be very simple
bodies detailed totally
desires ached for 
soothed internally
exotic explosions dreamt of 
came to pass finally
as the light faded...

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Tender aged and very afraid of the dark,
Mom would comfort me with her soothing remarks,
night light bright,
still having fright,
she invested in a lullaby music box,

Lullaby lulls my grandson to sleep today,
helps him fall asleep after he prays,
the beautiful tune,
fills his bedroom,
feeling like Mom never went away.







11-2-16
Fictional & For Contest~...

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Listen to poem:

No walking while distracted - that's the law
Don't leave the kerb and step under a bus
Don't oggle that hulk, nor admire that chick
Keep all eyes on the road
No rocking along to music box
No whistling or humming allowed
No eating a burger while strolling
No admiring the view or star gazing
No distracting thoughts either
Why Oh Why is it chicken now, 
   to cross the road!...

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Nature’s Music Box

The sun will rise to a symphony
As nature conducts her song,
The peaceful waves start to dance
And the seagulls sing along.
The man on the moon and a violin
He performs in a stringed quartet,
Musical notes float across the sky
As shadows dance in silhouette.
Seasons change her melodies
And the world will always Spin,
Thank you Nature’s Music Box
Please play your soul again....

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The slots spin,
the casino’s siren song
bellows its flashy music-box tune.

Click, click, click….

O so close!

“It’s not gambling,” she says,
“it’s just a half-assed prayer
we ritually repeat to a sleeping deity.
one that doesn’t like germy fingers
poking at her all night.

Don’t forget to wash your hands,
they provide restrooms,
for when we are tired
of crapping out
on the craps tables.”...

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