Short Strums Poems

Old man in Nashville
strums guitar on South Broadway
no talent...

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harvest moon strums an acoustic pond ~ silent symphony


                                 23 Jun 2020...

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Old Gibson guitar
Strums her neck until she weeps
Two entwine to one

By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX...

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He stands out there all day
  Strums the guitar for his pay
Your portfolio's grown fat
  Put a couple bucks in his hat...

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Stop break and listen
A song is always playing
Breeze plays the leaves
Cicada strums the strings
As the Vireo's aria unfolds...

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prism
quaver
pirouette
iridescent
blessed

spire
rose quartz
amethyst
fluidity
orb

gyre
topaz
naruto
ayurveda 
strums...

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a melody of seconds hum,
time's symphony, it strums

in harmony, we play our part,
each moment etched upon the heart
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At 27 you succumbed, 
Abandoned frenzied fans in shock - 
Tremulous threnody still thrums, 
As echo of the last string strums -
Your strident sound soars high, you rock! 

September 7, 2022...

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Red paint upon this stage
Overdrive from electric strums
Crowds gather from every age
Knife decals cross on drums
Brand new fender blue tinge
Arrival at airports always delay
Noon prompts a drinking binge
Drunk ballads from music's cliche...

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Soulful chorus
wistful cries,
guitar strums
last goodbye,

bereaved ears
melodies speak,
breaking hearts
rhythmic beats,

lyrics rain
mirrored skies,
shattered tears
brittle eyes,

as sombre
mourners sing....

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Throbbing rapture, vibrant bliss hums
Holy Spirit fills us
Music of the spheres, within strums
Go with God without fuss

Beyond mental domain 
Bound not by ego chain
Soma nectar ingrain

Eludes capture
Throbbing rapture 

27-January-2022
Quietus ...

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A robot who plays a wild ukulele
With abandon, she is wild and free
How much more enthusiastic can she be?
We love every inch of her playing, you see.

We give her a name – wild man.
She strums the beat in time as only she can.
We love this so much, she pleases us well.
A robot who plays a wild ukulele swell....

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Birds doth fly above the sky,
flowers fair and nigh;
as the sun comes shining by,
wet white sand to dry.

Soft the breeze from gentlest seas,
sweetly strums guitar;
lassie sings of love and sees
sailor from afar.







HAVE YOU TRIED A 7/5 TROCHEE - POETRY CONTEST
SPONSOR : ANDREA DIETRICH
19 April 2015...

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i take a walk outside
never felt so alive
as i do tonight

colors circle round your head
sadness of my heart strums high
as i look into your eyes
feeling burns deep inside
desire to be by your side

it's time to leave here alone,
only with the memory of how your soul shone

ever since i came here, things have been unclear...

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I seem to catch a gentle tune
As singing dreams wait for the moon,
And twilight strums the distant wires
To tempt those astral silver fires,

Until at last they paint the land
So that the dreams will understand,
That life is such an endless stream
And it will come to every dream.


24 August 2015
What Is Randomlings Contest...

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Old Tim and his tulips of Spring,
he tips and he toes as he sings.
His falsetto voice
is higher by choice—
love’s shrill in the tulips with fling.

In bloom is his hair and moon lights
his face, like a pastoral sprite.
Strums ukulele—
his song sung gaily.
In tulips come Spring and warm nights.

2/16/2022
Spring in Air
Sponsor: Mohan Chutani...

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He’ s not the one for me

I realized today



He makes me smile…

He makes me laugh

He gives me songs.

Though it is crap

He erases the pain.

When I am down

He strums his guitar.

He sings a tune

He gives compliments.

And he means it every time



He seems too good

He seems so surreal

When I look at him

He is perfect....

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Crimson dress in rhythmic sways
 She moves just like a burning flame
 Her swirling moves, a dance ablaze
 Sweet rhapsody

 This rhythmic fire no one can tame
 Kindling the cadence to amaze
 As her dancing ignites acclaim

 The guitar strums ecstatic ways
 To a dance of artistic fame
 Her movements glow as music plays
 Sweet rhapsody
        --
 9/25/17...

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Rain water, river, elements of sky
this constant flow of natural continuity 

and the light is a giver and the earth feels it's warmth as it springs into being.

The force of wind strums it's hands into the dancing trees and the clouds dream up the bluest skies.

The body is just a neighbor within the elements learning the fundamentals of bird wings in flight....

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If memory was paper
Were pens as sharp as swords
Writers would be soldiers
Pure poets likely lords

If poets starve on streets
While warriors slay the hordes
Greed often slaughters souls
Death strums its chilling chords

As night turns into day
The brave shall shine our way



12/2/19

"If you live by the sword you die by the sword" contest
Silent One...

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Butterfly wings,
Strums like violins in the night.
As 
Raindrops descends as tears,
Upon a river and echoes out like a harp.
Through these trees filled with the whispers of angels.
My feet’s sweetly move throughout,
The forest like delicate hands on a piano.
For the forest is my very orchestra,
And you my love are, 
The rose that I so cherish, and shower with,
Music....

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Lifesong
 
This is my song.
 It strums the notes
 that are rooted
 within my being
 These cords
 filled with love
 surround me
 carried on wings
 to the heavens
 swirling about
 to engulf
 those around me

 The melody
 plays soft
 in the valley low
 and echo loudly
 the joys
 of mountains climbed
 Overflowing
 my song
 springs forth
 branching out
 its welcome
 to those I adore....

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I the lonely poet whose words 
spill out onto the page 
like blood spatter at a crime scene
will knock at your door
books in my eyes hoping 
you'll want to critique them

while others partake of tradition
I will bring cheese
summer sausage, and wine
quote Auden, Ginsberg, and Dove 
'til the aurora strums the horizon
this rhythm inspires the wren
that melody signaling the dawn...

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Soft chords of strummed chardonnay pore my soul -
Harmonized beauty held once in this string,
Measured perfection, melodious, whole,
Now floats along an endless shore.  Emptied, I sing;

Chardonnay misery pours from my soul,
Strums no accord for these miscomposed notes:
Harmonized melodies measure me whole.
Far from me measures where harmony’s Melody floats.

2/2/2017...

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With a master's hand and the strokes of a pen
the stage is set and the play began.

With eloquence and dash he strums 
the cords of life and enfolds them
into verse for this, his audience's delight.

He has once again reached the heart and mind
of all who attend with strength of pen 
and words by measure of depth finite.



This came to me while reading Keith Bickerstaffe's poem  "Dancer"...

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