Short Vibrato Poems

Vocal bean stalk strap
Singular vibrato snap
Snails echo outward...

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bird on branch
    flutters the bough
            in Spring vibrato...

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In Spring heat shimmer
Flutters scene like vibrato
On violin string...

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Jazz clarinatist Acker Bilk
vibrato-rich soft as silk
Famed for 'Stranger on the Shore'
now in musical folk lore...

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For whom the bell tolls
this vibrato of iron
an ancient message
steeped in holy tradition
hostilities at an end.

entered Line Gauthier Bite size
poetry contest.   3/8/2022...

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Morning, noon and night
You are my delight
I think of you, I dream of you
Desire burning bright 
Your neck I do caress
My fingers a warm breath
They stroke the strings
Vibrato rings
Coaxing with finesse...

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nature's gracious voice
whistles a benediction
over fallen leaves

fall's naked branches
shiver to the rhythmic beat
songbird's vibrato

winter takes the lead
the ballet of the snowflakes
begins production


written in honor of 9/22/13...

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Thread of love,
in each vibrato,
whispers.
A melancholy,
that disperse,
the colors,
of hers.

String of love,
in each octave,
played.
A monochrome,
that displayed,
the hues,
of hers.

Knot of love,
in each tempo,
echoes.
A melody,
that reels,
the feels,
of hers....

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Birdsong twitters
Sunlight flickers in and out of clouds
Weaving messages with light
You resonate with sound

Chirping virtuoso
Eco vibrato on a pleasing wind
A melody to serenade my ears
As wings glide legato 
Wings flap staccato
From bird’s eye view
Your chorus chimes

I beg reprise ......

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A voice rings 
and seals the room-
colouring purpose,
the mind of the author, becoming 
a cry of pain and laughter, vibrato,
trembling in the ghost of genius,
reverberation, 
the shadow of desire
being the madness of man, unpaid
but selfless in this gift of self,
He is his voice, and only that,
intangible, love for sake
of love....

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Listen to poem:

ripples on the lake
quietly spreading outward 
nature's vibrato

softly falling rain
builds ripples to crescendo 
shimmering sparkles

water, calm and still
until stone skips across it 
splish splash stepping stones

ripples dance and play
in verse with meter and rhyme 
nature's poetry

reverberation
rippling sensation...

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Just like that, the wind lost its breath; 
the natural vibrato of the ocean's waves became an elegy, 
and only the light from midnight stars pulsed 
as your heart slipped away.

In the century of quiet, that filled the empty moment, 
"They understood that wisdom comes of beggary."







from "The Seven Sages" by W.B. Yeats...

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violins explain my life in verse my heart
understands-/ melancholy moods, the softest 
touch-/ visiting moments from my past with
soft caress-/ penetrating me, like blood
coursing through my body-/ freely giving to
every healing vibrato the violin and musician
grant me this evening....

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The Wrist

Bears the watch marking time
And moments sublime

Shakes the hand to impress
And flaunt success

Deftly bends to play the notes of staccato
And trills of vibrato

Takes the pain
As drugs enter the vein

Radial pulse strong and steady
Then later thready

The rhythm of life eventually ceasing
Unleashing, cut like a knife...

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Today, tomorrow and forever,
A smile printed on my face

With your love I am awake,
With your embrace I am safe,
With your hand I am whole

You are my light,
You are my guide,
You are the music of my life

Notes in my mind,
Verses in my heart

I sing and I play with all my soul,
From morning till dawn
I praise Your Name through my song...

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Listen to poem:

The vibes emulate the soft blue light,
that soft-shoe dances in a moonstone.
Mellow and resonant, is the vibraphone.
The heart and soul of ethereal percussion blues.
The gentle sound reverberates vibrato,
floating and wafting its mesmerizing melodies
under the hard surface of the moonstone.
Shimmering spells that echo dreams,
and deja vu resonant fantastic fantasies....

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Love tastes like warm miso soup
After going hungry all day

Love feels like the vibrations in your chest
When a base drum booms too close

Love sounds like flute vibrato
Inside a church sanctuary

Love looks like a pale yellow drop of food coloring
On wet watercolor paper

Love smells like when you come up from underwater
In a small, shallow lake with grassy banks...

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Preschooler mesmerized by The Prayer - angels sing.

La luce che tu dai
I pray we'll find your light
Nel cuore resterà
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci che
When stars go out each night
L'eterna stella sei

Songwriters: Carole Bayer Sager / David W. Foster

Fischer-Bocelli Bravura

sprightly vibrato
violins serenade
sage roses on stage

9/13/2021...

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Waves wash over me   
high tide a rushing red   
each pull pulsating   
and ever present   
hitched to a clevis moon   

drawn to the gnaw of your wag   
my footsteps traverse your trails   
echoing a vibrant vibrato 
and tasting your luscious yields   
  
I can't get back from here   
like I ever wanted to   
  
sand slips through my offerings   
still here I gaze the night...

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Come out, come out, taste the bouquet!
Flowers smell better tossed with stars;
Tonight the fairies will come out to play;

Riding the sky without handlebars 
the Fey’s toadstools delicately ring;
Their vibrato hanging within bell jars;

As you gaze within wings are fluttering,
throwing a wimpering whirring glow;
Your reality is left all but stuttering;

Vim and vigor pollinate with gusto,
tender loving care allows wishes to grow....

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In the quiet of the day
I hear a roaring on the winds
It's like the wild horses
Aired notes being pinned
 
An Aerofoil, with slats of wood
Aerodynamics in tune,
Whistling
Below the moon
 
My brothers down under
In vibrato sound
This Bullroarer of the past
On their tribal lands
 
This amazing piece
From many a ground
The Ukraine, Scotland
Native American sounds



      http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/australia.php...

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First chair spotlight
Prima donna given
vibrato queen, mourn scorn
and thumb-nose

percussion.  Passion can be
shallow as a whippoorwill
or deep as bass drum
got on groove

and the diva gets her tension
roses like concrete
thrown her statue.

One day a fiddler
kicked back and threw out
the mightiest bluegrass
God's earth ever smelled

was good to be there.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

by me Nancy Jones
for netteski's SOUND MADNESS
the instrument is violin...

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