Short Timbre Poems

Sensual timbre;
love before and love after. 
See your body sing....

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aftermath of storm
curious earthworms emerge
dinner bell's timbre

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10-07-17...

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In me,
You see.

Cell wall,
Stand tall.

Fibre,
Timbre.

Cal joule,
No fool.

Met rate,
Instate.

Shake hands,
Sure lands....

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You may count your hours,
show your seconds clear as cutlines
on the cross-sect of timbre,
but I can show you how to topple
the strongest man by simply 
breathing....

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Your voice caresses me with its timbre and resonance,
stirring a want to rest safe in your arms,
yet exciting my spirit,
stirring a restless passion,
a hunger as old as time....

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This is me, no pretensions, or put-ons
Take me, squeeze me, slather my lower echelons 
May detect a wee whimper
Now here comes the clincher
Will sing our national anthem with timbre...

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vocal
lifting spirits
a haunting melody
rhythm, timbre, harmonious sounds
~ music



Written by Lee Ramage
September 10, 2011
For Contest by Nette Onclaud
“Melody of Cinquain”
Won 7th place...

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This is me, no airs, pretensions, or put-ons
Take me, squeeze me, slather my lower echelons 
May detect a wee whimper
Now here comes the clincher
Will sing Portugal's national anthem with timbre...

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This is me, no airs, pretensions, nor put-ons
Take me, squeeze me, slather my upper echelons 
May detect a wee whimper
Now here comes the clincher
Will sing Portugal's national anthem with timbre...

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This is me, no airs, pretensions, nor put-ons
Take me, squeeze me, slather my upper echelons 
May detect a wee whimper
Now here comes the clincher
Will sing Portugal's national anthem with timbre...

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A call to worship;  the timbre of the Gong floods the temple
as crisp northern winds descend the steep mountains to sleepy valley  
winds and rich sound co-mingle, churning snowflakes in mid air
~*~...

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Rythmic a wordy compulation
a sound warm and beautiful
a lyrical collabartion of timbre
colors, sounds and with the intention
to inspire.
a dynamic trilogy, a high frequenty
a marolous sound
an apprecation of togetherness...

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Lord,
my soul
to claim in
your hands and warp
and weft your timbre endowments in me.

thus, above allowing and absolving
emotional
and sinful
pleasure,
thoughts.


4/26/2019

1,2,3,4, 10 10,4,3,2,1...

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old timbre

daney boy

irish

to

the

bone

daney boy

east side

gypsy

calls

to

me

digging

up

trench

singing

van

tied

oh

don't

you

go

out

in

it

moans

fog

or

rain...

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I …
can tell you more
with silence,
than with all the myriad
words of wisdom that,
on the tongue,
dance with wonder …
and die.





Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, May 30, 2023

( personal photo taken from private domain files at bahku.com )...

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A voice in the darkness, 
  its timbre changes by light
What's pure and pristine at noon
  oft foretells a dark and fearful night

The wise old owl will hoot
   The wary wolf will howl
The mouse will squeak, the bear growl
   Burglars in silence will prowl...

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All That Remains

when vision is blind
motion stilled
memory silenced
and reflection
a dim recollection
of doubt and deception
all that remains
is sound timbre
color and hue
and what was
meant to be said
dissolves on the 
opaque surface
beneath your pen...

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The tone & timbre of writing in key ,
Thoughts expressed as if written for me ,
Understanding words that read like a rhyme ,
Patience absorbed when learned over time ,
A flower that blooms so we all can rejoice ,
Nature shouts out such a beautiful voice. 



©2023AlanShapiro
...

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A time of indifference 

A subdued welcome,
so visits seldom,
as we so mirror
ebbing love’s tremor.

Sans joy’s zest and zeal,
embrace lacks appeal,
like dying ember,
insipid timbre.

Playfulness childlike,
wherein bliss beats spike,
distant memory;
lustre, history.

15-June-2022...

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Stone's tone has a husky timbre... that pulsates in the darkness.
They reveal the origins of the earth... wildlife... and mankind...
Stones can't lie... which provides for a unique and poignant perspective.


Written: September 29, 2021

Syllables checked by: HMS.COM

Your Best Sijo Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: William Kekaula...

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Twirling into the wind
Steps moving to a pace
Hips swinging to the beat
Ears Feeling the Timbre
The tune to a melody
Its base a Bongo
Shaking to a Maraca
Accents to a Trombone
He is the Lead
So she follows gliding
Rhyming with all shes got
His moves 
He hits the spot
Rhythm of the Heart
From start to finish 
Till the end they repeat
Twirling into the wind...

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Bones of rotting timbre mimic 
morgues of truth
Pleading memories of oaths to rigor 
mortised youth
Snide sacrosanct hides under 
shrouds of pride
placing careful snares under 
gleaming stares
These selective few
they ingratiate you...
Even the doubtful  few
These ephemeral ghosts clapping at 
unspoken jokes
Wheezing from their throats to 
laugh as they choke....

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The painter's dream,
The painter's realm,
Like a golden orb,
Beauty that makes the heart throb.

There’s a world in the painter’s chamber,
Every chamber resonating in its timbre,
Reflecting on their diverse colours,
In symmetry and contours.

At the end of today,
At the close of every day,
Are mystical moments,
Inspiration comes in torrents.




October 6, 2022....

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Rich tones of chestnut encircle his curls-
Waving, twisting, winding in my fingers.
Full bodied lips tangle mine; his tongue swirls,
A trace of tangy cherry still lingers...

A tinge of smoke rasps the depths of his throat,
As breath wafts past my ear in smooth action.
His moan has the earthy timbre of oak
As he sings my name with spicy passion...

I detect satisfaction....

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Red Umbrella

two figures emerge
shrouded in misty haze
strolling the boulevard
huddled as one
entwined in the embrace
of gossamer dreams
drifting beneath the canopy
of a red umbrella
dissolving as silhouettes
into the gray timbre 
of late afternoon haze
with secrets only they can share
suspended in transcendent moments
echoing in footfalls
on a sodden satin way
unfolding before them...

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