Short Woodwind Poems

Bellicose banter
between brass and bent woodwind
in rival rhythm....

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it's enuff whiskey in this juice
to start a new religion
get the hose, we watering it
down!...

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O’ as the November woodwinds  happily Thanksgiving blow,
let the Christmas joy, in our hearts, December evergreen echo


11-27-20...

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The Rose Bowl Parade is waiting for us
Snappy uniforms, jazzy hats
Eager high school students
Struggling to read music
Daily practices
Woodwind section
Majorette
Rhythm
Band...

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Listen to poem:

celtic bells ring clear
haunting sound of flute invades
transfixed melody

green Ireland enthralled
surrounded by enchantment
sublime wind echo

swept far, far away
on the cusp of paradise
woodwind hypnotised


Pixabay image: flutie8211...

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#1

fate's fickle fingers
tease the silence of a pond -
a butterfly's wings


#2

stillness in shadow
sketching a silent sunrise -
airbrushed perfection

#3

leaf and feather dance
direction of unseen wand -
woodwind symphony

John G. Lawless
5/8/2020...

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A Leaf Danced Lightly
Towards The Ground

It Waltzed Around
& Round & Round

When The Wisp-Song Stopped
Its Woodwind Sounds

The Full-Blown Leaf
Floated Finally Down

& She Changed Her Gown
From Green To Brown



            Written & Copyrighted ©:  9/12/2013 
             by:  MoonBee Canady...

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Heaven’s orchestra.
The concert begins. 
Symphony played.
Instrumental composition,
Springs violins sounds,
Trumpets call,
The earth rejoices.
Woodwind blows,
Tempo vibrating love.
Dawn chorus! Awakens,
Clashing cymbals,
Bluebells chime.
Beats with poetic rhythm.
The audience watch.
As crescendo of colour,
Blooms.

Wendy Jae...

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Charlie and Louis
John and Miles
Bebop to Modal
Two different styles

Soul passions blowing
Harmonically through horns
Notes and chords flowing
One world and two forms

Two different times
Pioneering colossal movements
Mind-blowing lines
Luminating transitional attunements

Woodwind to brass
Saxing  and trumpeting
Sweet music long last
Four sultans  jazzing...

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Lethargic I sit
Beneath the stage lights
In awating of breath
to bring me to life

(a verse i play,a chorus in waiting)

My notes are
Daintly gentle,
Delicately soft.

As you move up my body
With the gliss of grace,
The heart will fly
Into a crescendo of heat

Into diminished softness
I reside...
Delicately gentle,
Daintly soft

To bring life,
A breath awates....

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Pouring..out a melody as the street scene; is cascading such harmony.!
Evangalists and market stalls; woodwind plus.' A rhapsody calls)
Two shining eyes, much fluid form; the hum of life some
Visions form, a threadbare coat midst passers by,  just 
 As a norm.' All under skies, of mottled hue.. Usurped the
Summer, its time and dews' its past i view, in retrospect just
A time or two.!...

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Sun glared down as Breeze ruffled her hair
Teasingly lifting her skirts
Stroking her lovingly
With deft invisible hands
Her arms swayed in unison with waves
Of constant  caresses
Sending the scent of her wafting ghostly
Through  summer shades
She felt her lifeblood rise within her
Holding tightly to Mother Earth
Up through the rooted whole of her 
Filling tingling fingers with joy
Sighs  in Summer sunshine
Oxygen from Georgia Pine...

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Go on with your bad self jazz chick 
when we hear your deedle d's, and 
high c's we feel your vibration.
  Ya know you have no competition
cuz when it's your turn, with just one 
blow, you reign as conqueror.
  The long sleek, black woodwind in which 
the notes a flow. the clickity clang from
which is composed from the finger holes.
  Go on with your bad self jazz chick 
when we hear your deedle d's and 
high c's we feel your vibrations....

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WOODWIND DUET

The oboe and the clarinet went out one night for a curry.
The clarinet was short of cash but the oboe said, “Don’t worry,
I’ve had a couple of gigs this week, so I can afford to pay.”
The clarinet, “Thank you dear, I’ll pay another day.
They had a harmonious evening, the best one they’d had yet.
And later, when the bill came, the oboed for what clarinet. 

14th June 2021
Bite Size No. 7 contest
Sponsor - Line Gauthier...

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Go on with your bad self jazz chick, when we hear your deedle d's and high c's 
we feel your vibration.

    You know you don't have any competition, because when it's your turn,with just 
one blow you reign as conquerer.

    The long, sleek, black woodwind in which the notes flow, the clickity clang from 
which is composed from the finger holes.

    Go on with your bad self jazz chick, when we hear your deedle d's and high c's 
we feel your vibration....

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