Short Music To My Ears Poems
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Crickets chirping
This sultry summer night
Stereo panning
Left & right
Music to my ears
Thought they keep out of sight
the first drops of rain
carried music to my ears
it got me inspired
let my creative juices flow
I wrote down my first poem
Jiving and jazz, razzmatazz.
Jitterbug then rock and roll.
Smooching while eighty years old.
Both tickety- boo.
Raindrops tapping dancing on a tin roof
is so relaxing and music to my ears
Raindrops are like tiny little tears
falling down from the sky
I love the sound of ice cream trucks
the tune - sweet music to my ears
But then again, watch out, oh shucks -
the hum of sweat bees interferes.
Velvety fog of night beckons
I hear you calling out my name
Echoes since you’ve been gone
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sweetness in your voice
all the lovely words you speak
music to my ears
i feel all my sorrows fade
warm sunlight encompasses
A sight to behold
Oh so serene. The sweet sound
Of soothing tranquility
Its flow, music to my ears!
It whispers and speaks of peace
Date written and posted: 08/20/2016
My drum beats slowly
And then it beats fast sometimes
Music to my ears.
(January 10, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
When i have
taken the
journey of
no return,
Tell my
grand-
grand
children_ 'i
lived in the
times of
Nelson
Mandela: ha-ha-ha
now that alone is
music to my
ears
The Melody of Spring
The pat, pat, pat of tears from icicles
Falling on the breast of Mother Earth
Are music to my ears.
February 16th, 2019
Author: Elaine Cecelia George of Canada
The echoes dance
on the walls of the alleyway,
to the rhythm of arrival.
My heart races with joy,
while listening to the melody
of your heels growing nearer
on the quaint cobblestone...
She speaks
Music to my ears
Whispered sounds of gentle love
Existing
For the pleasure of two lovers
As hearts beat percussion, too
For love
Cameo syllable count is 2,5,7,3,8,7,2, unrhymed
It belongs to ME!
The Seas must quench my thirst.
The Core to Roast my Feast.
The Trees to pick the meat from my teeth.
The screams of man is music to my ears.
It belongs to ME; Devourer of Worlds!
Your song, your laugh
they're music to my ears
high pitched, not in tune
but i just love to hear it
your jokes aren't funny
but i laugh anyway
i don't know, i can't tell
'think i'm under your spell
Warm fuzzy, squirmy, powdery smell.
Goo, goo music to my ears
Peacefuness, facial expressions galore.
Firm gentle grasp on my finger tip
Helpless devotion, personal satisfaction
Love grows every second
MUSIC
Like the wind flying through the air
As the fire crackles out a beat
Like the waterfall crashing against rocks
like music to my ears
NOTE: I wrote this when I was about 10. Found my old poetry! So happy!
Form:
Birds In The Morning
from me:
lively, lilting tune
birds chirping in the morning
music to my ears
from Randy:
their song makes me glad
surrounding the morning light
I feel it lift me
1/30/24 Sweet Lady Jane
I danced
When no one was around
I danced
With faith so small
I danced
With no music to my ears
I danced
When the sun was out
I danced
Even in the rain
I danced
When people said I can't
....
I danced
Because God wanted me too.
*"Whispering Hope" was music to my ears
Today's fare sounds like children clashing gears
When Eire becomes Ire
Extinguish the fire
Lest hope never soothes your grandchildren's fears!
*1949 "Whispering Hope" Jo Stafford, Gordon MacRae duet
Silence
Miracle Man
6/21/2022
I spend time burning thoughts I’ve left unsaid,
always backward thinking, afraid to look ahead.
Undisturbed, that interval before voice appears,
this ambiance of silence is “music to my ears”.
Your name is
music to my ears.
The love you show,
washes away my fears.
Your touch is as soft
as a gentle rose.
When you smile,
your eyes hold a special glow.
You whisper promises that
i hope you can keep.
Because my love,
i have a game for you to peep.
Form:
RING TING TING A LING
MUSIC RINGING INSIDE OF MY PRECIOUS EARS
I REALLY LOVE THIS SOUND
Form:
Your eyes sparkle like stars.
Your kiss is like fire burning through me.
Your touch is like electric spark.
Your voice is like music to my ears.
You’re the angel from nightmare,
That saves me.
You’re the beautiful image,
That I dream about
Doom falls over my day,
Makes me feel like a corpse about to decay.
"A pitiful life," is what I say.
But life will move my heart to sway,
I will move on to my way,
And that day my smile will stay.
Birds will chirp and play,
Their music to my ears will make me gay.