Short Sopranos Poems

On Saturday, the L A Rams
Encountered the Monterey Clams
With no and, if, or but
It was open and shut
The Sopranos limped home like lambs!...

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five sopranos float down streams

each one sleeps and each one dreams

adrift on bread sliced cheese

past herds of angry bees

each awakens to tuneful screams.
...

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Handel’s great masterpiece
High sopranos soar and
Hold long notes: “King of Kings!”
Hundreds join in chorus.
Hear the jubilant fugue,
Hearts and voices sing “And
He shall reign forever.”

2/17/2017
For contest Pleiades H
Sponsored by Kim Merryman...

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Tony said he was managing waste
When in fact, it was folk, he erased
He did see a shrink
But without a blink
He continued and hid them, untraced


The Sopranos

On A Lim Poetry Contest, placed 1st
Sponsored by: Joseph May 
Date wrote: 3rd April 2022...

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sinuous seaside sand
softly shifts smooth stones
seaweeds stinky sigh

winsome waves woven
wearing wondrous weave
westerly wind whistles

sunlit sparkling stars
seashore serenades sunshine
sopranos singing

driftwood’s dozing dreams
distant diamond disappears
deep dusky day dies

7-29-2020
Birch Bay...

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an orchestrated night glitters 
to the wand wave of the maestro unborn
sweetness licks on liquorice sticks 
fingered on silver keys

the moon melts like a honey drop
as sopranos sing

in harmony the coyote calls
base notes cajoled by passing horns
meld as cicada rub the reeds
legging each sharped phrase
with intonations of delight...

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Sunday Afternoon

Never a more beautiful day,
Marvel upon marvel of
The grace upon grace
Which God sends.

Pieces of heaven,
I know he has prepared.
A symphony of birds,
Basses to lyric sopranos,
Lawn mowers adding
Deep sounds of low violas.

Soft harmonies soft thunder, soft rain,
A peacefully sleeping Pekinese, 
Contentment in the kitchen.
The scent of chocolate chip cookies…
With my love.
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Listen to poem:

I move, I move, 
My wheels turn like wild things
My hands cry the rims
I run in my dreams
I jump with style
I dance

I move, and dance
My eyes sing like sopranos
My mouth uses color
Like a rainbow
Behind me
I run

I run and I run
The drip lines in my arm
Are parachute ropes
I steer them alone
To land here
I stand

I dream, I dream
Nothing keeps my mind
Inside my faltering
Little loving body
With dancing
Writing pen

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January 13, 2017...

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