Passion Sound Poems

The stillness of concert hall
vibrates with the sound of sonata,
the caressed ebony and ivory keys
unfold a tale of passion.

His ballerina fingers create
the ballet of sound,
melodic...

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Fight with demons inside voices talk
Controlled by an rage of emotion
Or to control the being inside its breath
A man of being or humanity fear
The strength...

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Admiring one's drive,
Fixation on relenting strength.
Self-reliance, strong correlation,
Leave some on the pillow for me.
When you neglect this translation,
Opening the eyes onto another blue sky.
Whites gently...

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Words as Art: The Power of Prose Poetry

In the quiet of the night, when the moon is high and the stars are bright, I sit...

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don't worry i'm fine
this trance takes a minute
I’m not at all confused
after imagining whispers
among the bushes in my garden
all calm if an imaginary specter
pass and...

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The poets talk of love.
Do you think they know
What it means?
A shimmering dream
Of sunlit grassy fields?
(So they say)
Or an endless stream
Of wet dreams?

Holding hands in...

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Sound is vibration
begets round sound,
random noise,
white nuances,
dark soulful nights,
symphonic nests,
harmonic intersections

Organic macrolife is self and other, 
ego and eco, empowerment
begets unvoiced
prevoiced
voiced
revoiced
nonvoiced enculturing love
choice

For love is...

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Thrill to the frenzy, the passion
  slender bow jabs the air
fingers race along submissive neck
  face dances to the love
  of the...

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Old Time Radio and dramatic shows
Without the visuals, emphasized the audio
Music to assist
The passion of a kiss
Or your mind envisions a deathblow...

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Bumpty-bum-tybum-tybum... 
the sweet, faint sound of true love! 
Hearts beating in unison 
as lovers embrace. 


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If we were a new hit song,
How would our melody go?
Would it start with an awesome rhythm?
Building momentum as it grows?

Will it be soft and...

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Currents
by Michael R. Burch

How can I write and not be true
to the rhythm that wells within?
How can the ocean not be blue,
not buck with the...

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every day a betterone
improving on those days gone by
some might ask you why
tell it cause you love me
tell them it's cause you care
tell them aint...

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they labeled him as such
and taught him to
do what had been done.
then they made him responsible for
what was done
without feeling sorry for
creating the character
that acted...

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There once was a nanny,* lived in New Guinea
She's spot her billy, O would she whinny
   She'd kick up her feet
  ...

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