Singers Poems - Poems about Singers

...These days, actors and singers serve my catapult mayhem, sometimes they are catalyst too! I sing in between their lines of songs their churned up recorded whims, hums, and candid cataracts! And......Read the rest...

...You say you caught a miserable cold, child, And mother won’t let you play? “When dawn drifts into enchanted meadows” Is just the tale for you today! The silent meadow comes alive at dawn With ......Read the rest...

... “Thin Dime Blues”. Warmth of your skin not forgotten. And….. all my favorite singers are… Dead , But…. I can't get their poetry outta my head. ......Read the rest...

...The butterfly is full of wonder To see the world from near and far He has a heart as rolling thunder Blazed like the evening's brightest star He likes to roam in kingdoms swaying Like cracked si......Read the rest...

...If only Eve hadn’t met Adam And angry Hitler had met Freuid If Stanley never met Ollie And David Gilmore had never been in Pink Floyd Shakespeare had run out of ink and quill for a pen Mother Hu......Read the rest...

... Written: March 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe with wilting, whimpering, witless wri......Read the rest...

...I may be gormless And it may be true But just how many were there In the band? I forgot So I'm asking you? Their beautiful music is a gift to me And a part of my life growing up And made my ......Read the rest...

...I Don’t Know What To Say To Katie Clemens By Steve Body Copyright 2009 I don’t know what to say to Katie Clemens. All the words are jumbled in my head. They all seem small and empty when I t......Read the rest...

...On Sirius Radio, we have the chance To listen to singers who’ve died, For some have their stations, which serve to enhance All the music they once did provide. So after they’ve passed, we’ve b......Read the rest...

... Born in New York of Italian descent- from childhood on- lasting still all these years, Deep in my soul live the sounds of lament- The drama of romance, fear, death, and tears. The power, ......Read the rest...

...Strum gently as you wait for love, lest the tune escape. The story of a true myth quivers in a sad song, blows in the breeze, hopes, whispers, fades. Then a new voice soars like a j......Read the rest...

... Life it beats all the time Inside of our heart Finding the best to succeed~ Existing and progressing keep our life going. Isolated we are trying to get fri......Read the rest...

...Harlem in the 40s Harlem in the 40s was a place of rhythm and soul Where music was the language and jazz was the goal Where singers and musicians made the crowds go wild Where swing and bebop a......Read the rest...

...A different song enters the symphony hall, It's not an aria or a choral work, it's much bigger, it fills the auditorium. Outside, on the street, a busker plays his pennywhistle. The orches......Read the rest...

... We did a lot of waving yesterday at our city’s annual Christmas parade. We waved at people dressed as chandeliers, at grinches and mermaids. We waved at dance troops, at bagpipers, at wind lass......Read the rest...