Music Sijo Poems | Examples
These Music Sijo poems are examples of Sijo poems about Music. These are the best examples of Sijo Music poems written by international poets.
I would love to someday hear his soft-spoken voice singing
That mesmerizing love song that is just so appealing
To us as a strong expression of love and sensual healing.
So melodic, beautiful, nice, and long, this very song...
I finally feel like I am in a place I belong.
Hopefully I can continue having all these feelings prolong.
"Let's play it by ear," said the guitarist and musician.
"Let's just enjoy the silence," said the lover who reminds me of
A certain old verse in an old song in which I feel we belong.
He played my love just like a beautiful, moving harp song.
He played with my body until our bond became so strong.
He played me to the rhythm of our love song in which we belong.
In this guest room I only have this brown king-size blanket
To comfort me while I am also cloaking my movements
As I am dancing, listening to my headphones as I crank it.
Nocturnal melodies flow up through the oaks, birch and pines
Hues of joy pour over melancholy of a dark foreboding
Music lingers on the heart who knows this is evening’s genius
He sprinted through an awesome barrow, skirting a stone.
The music of July night is hidden behind hazel leaves.
I smile and watch young people play from the walker garden.
Indeed, the downpour plunged, beating on my roof tied a tin drum.
Choking out the bunny's smell in the extents of the forest.
July fireflies long for the moon as floods ascend from onset.
The banished euphoric world is an isolation labyrinth.
Watching the waters surface, the days pass suddenly of shadows.
Conscious at dawn, the moon sails with me to the morning seashores.
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As music of falling rain’s song can be heard, thunder claps.
Before the clouds break and the sun’s rays come shining through the gray,
the fog lifts with fresh scent of rain and puddles left in silence.
Heidi Sands
3/26/21
Color me azurite; Malachite isles upon Lapis blue seas.
I sail the waves, moved by Gaia’s tranquil, reverberating song.
On the horizon, dolphin arcs play; brother sun laughs.
On wings of silken webbing, angels fly.
Secret helpers among us, seldom show themselves to
us in, their real forms.
Emanations of light, vibrating in rhythm to God’s music.
Music soothes the savage poet in me; it naturally inspires.
It soothes my rogue artist, so truths I can impart.
Every day my musical journey, tours corridors of mind.
I hear the moon, breathing out her light; I breathe it in.
Inundated with music of electric dancing stars; I want to dance and sing.
The universal concert, soothing my ears.
Angel song, that lilting, ethereal sound; is soothing to the soul.
You’ll think you’re imagining it, the first time; but its real.
Ears may deceive but, ears of your soul, never lie; listen…
Snippets of a discarded song breach my unguarded ears,
Dive through a drowning of blue-soaked years,
depth-charge submerged memories,
Send lost love pluming through the surface of my pacific mind.
Exchanging passionate pleasures surrounding myself yet
Open ended streams of love grandeur facade never denying
Those heart strings being strung played by consumers band marching
5/4/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
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