Short Musicality Poems
Short Musicality Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Musicality by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Musicality by length and keyword.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
a poet,in school most come to know
very much a poesy traditionalist
with lyrical musicality did persist
CACOPHONY
noisy, disconnected
annoying, blaring, irritating
noise, discord; harmony, musicality
tuning, pleasing, relaxing
enjoyable, coherent
SYMPHONY
Agile body, creative dance expressions ...
floaty, graceful, high intensity, joyousness, keen,
lithe, musicality, natural.
Outstanding performance ...
quite riveting, stunning, terrific, ultra,
vehement, winsome, xany, yielding, zesty.
IN A WORD
authenticity
in
patient
spontaneity
unpretentious
introspective
artistic
musicality
committed
dedicated
persistent
encouragement
of
honest
realism
of you
...& me
revealed
for
all
to see
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's famous narrative of 'an agent of national awakening ' in a un- uniformed rhymed account.Memorable metres make HWL tick in this patrotic missive
Longfellow very much a poesy traditionalist often with lyrical musicality did persist,
thematic
musicality,
undulating
harmony
of vocal lines
in
lavish mood:
a nascent
cachet
of
wit
& elegance,
spring
forth
in sophistication
to furnish
reputation
propelled
to the pinnacle
of
popular
preference
Melodies from heaven take me away
Undue the wrath of hurricane heartbreak
Singing of joy in freeing green serenade
Into the voice of love the one who saves
Creating a rainbow and providing peace
Amber and gold love inside blessings
Letting us know soul holy body
Inside we glow spiritual unity
The angels do sing and ears delight
Your heart brings a note songs for Christ.
When silence speaks
It reaches different volumes,
Various pitches of emotion,
Deeper tones of thought.
It's rhythms vibrate
To the very core.
The silence has musicality.
The silence can be a mentor.
When silence speaks
The noise must fade.
For the silence
Always has something
Profound to say.
What inspiration can be had
In any area of life,
If we listen
When silence speaks.
Beyond mortal beauty and radiance
Ethereal magnificence and elegance,
Awed by finesse, poise and grace
Uniquely refined with angelic face
To enchant me with her sensuality
Ingenuity, tenderness and geniality
Flair to blend romance and musicality—
Unabashed, LOVE came into my dreary life
Laden until now with sorrow and strife.
~Beautiful Acrostic contest by John Hamilton
Although you may not fully understand
the logical sense of his poetry,
the images he paints or sculpts with words
dance with a certain musicality.
His flamboyant verse, whimsical wordplay
and tongue-in-cheek irony evoke surprise,
like rays of the glorious, molten sunrise
that will, for the longest second, suffice!
harmonious sound
resonates
in
consistent
cadence
consonant
repetition
connects
mind
to ear
words dance
across
te page–
embrace
stress
again
&again
Musicality
occurs
& engages
patterns
in
syllablic
similarity
rhythm rises
regularly
&
flows serenely
heightens
expectations
&
captivates
enriching
the
sense
of emotion
captures
&
connects
aesthetic
in
mutual
sensory effect
The magic of mimosa meandered,
In her mystical mind and on the mirror.
Mesmerizing moments of men!
With mannish kindness they kissed her hands
and dainty, debutante fingers
Masculine too, having merciful manners
Musicality and poetry, a mighty mix.
The moon shed musical tunes midst the mimosa.
Moving down sweet memoir’s corridors.
To waltz, in mighty halls, with golden etched walls.
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Silent One
build body life
in mind love
with me.
Empty One
grow full
with us NonZeros.
Contentious One
find content struggling back to flow
as far as a binomial Two
We's made a Me.
Static One
comprehend climatic co-arisings
within bipartisan MeWe.
Angry One
know fear of fear
as twining tree.
Chaotic One
comprehend
compassionate bicamerality.
Silent One
slow-grow resonant harmony
through health wealthing
I/Thou musicality.
Why raindrops drip and drop in time,
not timorous; divine.
A splash, playful
in a pond of koi brass.
Tines of Sankyo, priceless precipitation;
A plink and plunk, Chopin;
“Till the End of Time,”
that is why raindrops
hold their gravity,
until the fruit
of their musicality
must be mined,
be longed
by great golden fish
with open lips
excited by the weather
without human palms
to catch, a catch
that croaks and grunts,
that fills the pond.