Short Musician Poems
Short Musician Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Musician by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Musician by length and keyword.
For might and majestic influence
This at your finger-tips
What impart summer winds, angel wings
Caressingly outstrips.
A
Dragon
Cannot play
Harmonica
Trying one melted
His own mouth harp
To liquid
Metal
Pool.
Organist Maurice Durufle
a master musician in his day
A composer with much flair
with his choral Requiem so extraordinaire
My mind,
a musician;
its own maestro,
and apprentice,
is trying to arrange
into a symphony,
the noise, & chaos
inside me.
A public coward
who fears to talk
but wraps words
with a forest
of beautiful noise
to deceive audience
that he/she is terrific
A musician resting in a spar,
Was playing his electric guitar,
An almighty spark
Plunged his home into dark,
He was left with a musical scar.
An ancient voice upon the air
echoes "Clair De Lune" in whispered flats.
Debussy's spirit enchants the vines;
masters echo is never silent.
When Orpheus sang on his flute
All Nature listened falling mute
But when Samson sang
It sounded like a bang
That sleeping babies woke up with a jolt
A musician with debts yet to pay
In a bin, he sat, busking away
He played in the trash
While in came the cash
All was fine; 'till they rolled him away!
Keen and hardworking musician, a true
Orffster. You will be greatly missed.
Be encouraged and always do your best
Your future is as grand as a treasure chest.
Victorian-era Edward Lear,
musician, artist and limerickeer;
He drew and illustrated parrots of London’s Zoo.
Pictures for his famed“Book of Nonsense” Lear created too.
How do you become a faster runner?
You run every day.
How do you become a better musician?
You practice every day.
How do you become a better writer?
You write every day.
As an artist creates with brush,
So a poet creates with pen.
As a songwriter creates with note,
So a musician creates with sound.
No idle waste of time
But creation all around.
"Let's play it by ear," said the guitarist and musician.
"Let's just enjoy the silence," said the lover who reminds me of
A certain old verse in an old song in which I feel we belong.
sunset at the beach
renowned musician plays
to an appreciative audience
people step over
a youth lying unconscious
they assume he must be drunk
the rot has indeed sunk in deep
I am a poet without fame
A poet without A name
I am only a poet
Not a Musician
I create magic with my Pen
I am just a poet and a Magician!
I am Val Brooklyn Rogers
Black panther!
She smiles all of the time and
Hilariously laughs. She is
A gifted reader, dancer, and a
Marvelous musician. For the
Years to come I wish you much
Remarkable success
As a motivated musical princess.
A musician splits a chord of would
Super Hero where's a bright read hood
The baker gently needs his doe
A gardener has her cede to sew
Something old, something gnu
something borrowed, something blew
I sit all day with pen in hand and computer on lap.
While I research I dream of when we'll meet.
I watch the films, documentaries & anime.
A multi-talented musician. All of this makes me a nerd.
and talented rainbow fish is on the sax of course
This was pointed out by my cousin the lop-sided horse
Not that we could miss it, his tunes were melodically sound.
he was the best musician in this club underground.
First rhythm to the beat:
Being honest
Next guest of honour:
Purpose
Following the morning after:
Self-awareness and courage
Break for freedom:
The musician strikes a cord
And echoes the universe it's glorious Love song
Two musician cat friends flew away on a Mexican robin.
Their fiddles were playing, their heads were both bobb’n.
Their music was jazzy, they encouraged each other.
They are finally friends! Said their relieved godmother.
diamond studded dress
twenty million in the bank
frantic road show pace
band collects their pay
there is no time to spend it
on the road all year
Christmas on the road
they constantly entertain
no place to wear dress
A song on its tune
Makes others want to sing
A perfect harmony
Affects everyone who listen
Written and sung by someone
A musician with a powerful thinking
But no one knows his identity
Even the title of what he's singing
hold me tight in this days of tribulation
catch me when i slip from your hands,
pardon my ignorance and crown my importance.
i will die for you a musician sings
if i have to come back to the world again
then i will still come for you.