Short Viola Poems

late autumn cold
the last viola
trying to bloom...

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the weatherman says
false spring but the first
viola has bloomed...

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plantae,

angiosperm,

eudicot,

rosid,

malpighiales,

violaceae,

viola....

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Sunny
Mid-winter day
The viola struggles
To bloom in shaded patio
Planter....

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She is lyrically musical
         has a violin soul
         and a viola body...

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Eduard Victorne Lalo
in music made a vigorous show
He also played viola
& composed opera...

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The artist savors the subtle imperfection that makes a moment unique.

John G. Lawless
©5/7/2023...

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O’ sweet viola
Come, bring the amethyst, cure me
Let valentine come



-February 01,  2019 Chattogram...

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mussels,dill & aquavit
white truffle custard
and black truffle ragout
salted caramel
mascarpone sorbet
different
choice!...

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there
in the sidewalk's crack
a single viola
volunteers itself
for me
a yellow delight
appearing
for no apparent 
reason 
it just is
...

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Let me play the strains
Of those cadenced memories
And lost orchestrated dreams.

Strains that ebb and flow
From my blue rustic aged
Viola of loneliness.

Copyright: 1992016...

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i love you more than i love my pet
for you my love i make a bet
that i'll love you till we are old enough
to be buried in dirt
Viola,love,you are that spring fountain
in you,treasures contain...

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my soul
like to a ship in a black storm
is driven, I know not whither

acted to the souls of donkeys
in a Winter night of smoke
Viola Tree and Cedric Hardwicke
still undamaged the glass of revenge...

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blooms soft smile at all
sizzling sun showers lava ---
she clings to cool soil


27 June 2022
Summer Nature Themed Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
How many syllables syllable counter...

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Fox is on the violin
There is a viola for the hare
We clap a little rhythm
That is beyond compare

The meadow is alive
With the sounds the animals bring
I love the string instruments
They make me dance and sing...

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valse,valet a,highland fling
viola,fiddle,music string;
minuet,pavane rondeau
tripping lightly to & fro.

flirty dancing,fancy free
quick-step and ladies excuse-me;
fox trot and last waltz slow,
holding close,as passions grow....

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Chamber Music Chopped

Sailing to heaven,
the violin and viola
never noticed

the cello sleeping
dangling in the sky
until it was too late. 

their anchor was gone
and the trio became
a broken record.


©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
January 8, 2013...

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Eyes searching impatiently, happily for him, 
viola! there he is, 
( heart cracking..."no!") 
 you in the casket darling, alone, in the dark, 
leaving me broken, in the light, 
with no symphony of your voice. 

Contest name: Bite size poem no. 20...

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Wanting
twin lips of a viola.
Sun 
polishing the dagger.
Death was only feet away.

A seething ocean 
of mirrors
unmakes the bed.
You sleep in shoes 
like a *****. 

Naked as a moon 
the hand opens the gate.
Sheer feline 
night moves in
purring.



Satish Verma...

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You are both a flower and an instrument,
One embodies beauty, the other creates it,
The Violet rises to the sky to shame dark clouds
The Viola trembles its strings to surpass silence
And I can see you are in color and in sound:
Petals of music with shivers of color....

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On the rim of a beer glass, 
stand, white crystals of salt.
I was watching a pale moon.

      *

The lone tree always 
waits for the dipping moon, 
to give a parting kiss.

      *

I grieve for the viola.
Why does it extend one?
petal for a landing pad.


Satish Verma...

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the smooth jazz café
dark roast and espresso shot
three sugar one cream

served in a dark cup
coffee bean image table
background bach blues band

comfy chill out sounds
smooth relax bossa nova
viola snare drums

cello string upbeat
piano caffeine downbeat
calm sax easy street


stan sand...

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Viola can be a lesson too 
And every society needs  
Rivers runs through meandering 
Drone is an effect of craftsmanship too 

And I watch you two go. 
From my window, it is a registered time to leave 

And I watch you two, giggling and boasting too. 
As, this world is sometimes nothing other than a surrogate mom....

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O viola, 
go over the grapes
and find an ageless green.

It is difficult 
to be born
again, undoing death.

You swoon
at the continuity
of crossroads –

with blue flags
in your bowl.
A rosette,

without a winner.
A birthday gift
for all the failures.

At seventy five
you walk over a prairie
to find a shade.



Satish Verma...

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To once again hear the renditions of the
songbird’s morning trill as leaves upon the
trees tremble in triad tones within the
moorside tempest; and lyrical waves in unsung
meadows symbolically crash against limestone walls
and telephone wires in viola whines
an archaic symphony.

© Harry J Horsman 2022...

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