Sonorous Poems - Poems about Sonorous

At a bend in the road One needs take utmost care, More so on road of life.” By author **************************************************************** ...

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into the clouds my spirit flew up high and then flew downward fast and faster into blue alabaster a troubadour of song renown followed it the way down happy when both were met the melodious duo sang the song my spirit loftily sought and found together spread the word God is Love in sonorous sound...

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God’s green earth is sonorous in Summer. Espoused under a red rose wedding arch, white sun, blue sky, rings of brilliant gold. First dance, first sip of flutes of champagne, belong to the celebrated couple. bride throws a plentiful bouquet caught by one of the hopeful. the honeymooners leave as a trail of tin cans bounce and a JUST MARRIED sign catches all other driver’s eyes hoops and hollers, horns resound. here comes the marriage, noisy and blessed. 6/10/22...

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Elohim’s Breath David J Walker He read aloud in a sonorous voice the words of choice foreign musical imposing deep and full its not what he read from the language dead nor even what he might have been saying He could have been saying anything and my soul would have believed him words at a cost are always lost in limited translation in a...

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Sunset colors compose the requiem for trailing twilight, nebulous clumps of nimbus clouds sing on their flight, rains cascading with the falling sky make melody of tear, the sodden shards of shattered hearts can only hear. As sea swells with ruins of smoky sky on tide of emotion, the waves dance with the storm in...

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L-et the sonorous voice of faith E-xpose the lies of the devil; N-ever let the good act turn I-nto deed dark and E-vil. D-on't let the sonorous voice of hope E-vade the ears that listen; L-et the sacred sound and talk O-bliterate the curse of S-in. S-peak with sonorous voice of love, A-iming to forgive and forget; N-either rage nor hate is heard,...

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(after Robert Desnos) I spit in the eye of the father of the bride of the blacksmith who made the axe with which the lumberjacks cut down the big old oak with a hundred lusty strokes and which they split in half and from which the bed was carved (with a swag of fruit and...

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Oh, Eureeka! The gods have given us Earth! And look! Eyes! Have you seen this before? Are you awake? The eruption of senses of every new moment! No, no, I'm not bipolar. No, no this isn't a manic state. This is man's brave notation, The recording of our communal elation! Sing right; sing wrong. Blare it out loud! There is love to be had. The sonorous and the...

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