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Soloist Poems - Poems about Soloist


Premium Member Soprano Soloist
A distinguished soprano named Dinah sings arias in North Carolina. But her favourite thing, without doubt, is to sing selections from Handel's Messiah. With extraordinary vigor and pith she sings "I Know My Redeemer Liveth". When she goes to perform she'll be in fine form and precisely know how to giveth....

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Categories: soloist, christmas, music,
Form: Limerick
The Soloist
THE SOLOIST The Universe sang itself into being, and we are one of it's songs. It laughed mischievously at black holes, that were hidden in massive throngs. It spun a pirouette of galaxies, danced in dizzy, joyful bliss. It cast a spell of clustered stars, and gave us our first kiss. It made the wanderers to travel, and stretched itself in...

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Categories: soloist, creation, miracle, nature, universe,
Form: Personification



Premium Member Soloist
Seated on the sidewalk, singing under his breath, a soloist in gray & black, performing the hard way for pennies in his guitar case. Focus closely now on the brown fold of undershirt closest to his body, the almost white of his eyes, skin burned red. Hope’s...

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Categories: soloist, sad,
Form: Free verse
Soloist
This flaming torch I carry bestowed from angels height Believer of all miracles, my destiny insight... Dormant memories reveal, unspoken in silent gesture... The walk of fame awaits... in serenity, and peace... My words, as script creates... Eileen R. Kelly...

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Categories: soloist, passion,
Form: Quatrain
Soloist
Meet Brad the snake, he lived in woodlands. He loved to make music in rock bands. Singing so strong and loud, Hissing, wiggling so proud. Now how did he hold mike, without hands. Written for Sponsor Deborah Guzzi Contest Name Limerick II The Amphilbrachinator!!!...

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Categories: soloist, animals, children, funny, imagination,
Form: Limerick



Ever the Soloist
He Plays With An Act Of Expression. No Act! It Pulsates Through Him... Rhythm Never Came So Easily This Music Makes Me Drunk But The Emotion.... Takes Me Over...

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Categories: soloist, musicme,
Form: I do not know?
Soloist
Flying solo against the wind a weary hurt that time cannot mend, a nostalgic manifestation that hangs in the backdrop of rebuilding a life once lost, slowly it drifts into obscurity, what once was will never be again, that’s the beauty and irony of living, slowly I will find myself again but I will never be alive....

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Categories: soloist, life
Form: I do not know?

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