Sopranos Poems - Poems about Sopranos

...I was an experienced astrologer, for wandering stars held much fascination, Luring in opal darkness of mystery, like beautiful butterfly transformations. My days were spent charting pretty planet......Read More

...Peter, Charles and I were jetting our way to Paris. I’d just woken up. I had to pee so badly it woke me up. It was a medical emergency. I stretched and everything hurt, I felt like I was 30. Peter......Read More

...I was a moth, a drifter, seeking refuge in the scorching blaze. Destiny's jaws dug deep into my hands each canine like a nail hammered into my palms clasping onto my flesh before tugging m......Read More

...There was a cute puggle who snored up a song When joeys hopped up bridging along, Emu chicks joined with boom notes and grunts Whilst dancing along with top wild stunts. Penguins marched in for......Read More

...As much as I love music, I’m not sorry to admit That opera’s the exception, For I like it not one bit. It’s not that I don’t understand The words (although that’s true), But rather it’s the v......Read More

...Tony said he was managing waste When in fact, it was folk, he erased He did see a shrink But without a blink He continued and hid them, untraced The Sopranos On A Lim Poetry Contest, plac......Read More

... Friday night is for rehearsal sac in air, before it breaks— breath out into the soft dew itching palms on our head. Soon the baritones will arrive stuffing music with tonic notes for me......Read More

...On Saturday, the L A Rams Encountered the Monterey Clams With no and, if, or but It was open and shut The Sopranos limped home like lambs!......Read More

...Meanest Bouncer of visiting oxygen Like a scarf of coarsest jean, Ever keeping it and the nostrils at arm’s length, Displaying its suffocating strength. Oxygen keeps loitering at the fringes of......Read More

...Sing to This Coming Sing Before now I was the sort to by-pass listening to any sort or cousin or trail of operatic solos especially sopranos but this year has brought a sudden discovery enlighte......Read More

... sinuous seaside sand softly shifts smooth stones seaweeds stinky sigh winsome waves woven wearing wondrous weave westerly wind whistles sunlit sparkling stars seashore serenade......Read More

...what is n alto said the unknowing soprano to the unsurpecting tentor who are the Alto's whats a Bass does it have a face do Basses smile and stay round a while who are the sopranos do they po......Read More

... A train door closes packed with passengers. Destinations being most different than others. Typical light touches, embarrassing rubbing, Lastly, the ever so bothersome nudging. Unfinishe......Read More

...Thick gravy mud incessantly pulling at my boots, Sucking and squelching it’s distaste at its failure with each step I evade its clutches, Brown hail flying in all directions ripping into flesh and ......Read More

...Are otters so odd? In Old English Their name means 'water' And it really ought to As they live near the river or sea Are otters so odd? They sing like canaries With clear voices ......Read More