String Quartet Poems - Poems about String Quartet

...I had the most beautiful musical experience…and it all begins… with a thousand candles and four musicians…one cello and three violins. This string quartet sat on a stage surrounded by candlelight......Read the rest...

...Written: June 22, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ The celestial symphony begins. A harmony of cosmic sound Each twinkling star is a note. Crea......Read the rest...

...As we sat for a quick evening snack A knock on our door came with a smack. A thoughtful lady whom we adore, Our sweet grey-haired neighbor from next door, Brought dinner, dessert, and can......Read the rest...

...He caught his bus to Barnsley Thinking he’d be there soon But the driver took a wrong turn And they landed on the moon Where the King of the Selenes A most delightful host Served them Lunar H......Read the rest...

...homemade scarlet string light Aroma mottling Degree burning autumn Leaves – with nymph flapping wings you win waltz to the rhythms on the zephyr's caroling......Read the rest...

...lovely lonely pristine piano chord reverberates reflecting on silence on a cold evening piquant placid sustained string quartet chord whispers seeking an answer on a quiet even......Read the rest...

...I was driving home late one cold Winters night It was minus ten and the moon shone bright Then in my car headlights a young girl I did see I swerved hard to avoid her and hit a large tree. ......Read the rest...

...we see her feet her robe drops as the sound track sounds more ominous then what we are seeing as she steps into the bath pulling the final curtain that blurs her nakedness but n......Read the rest...

...happy so happy look about, what do you see everything is glad to be alive... the sun shines even when it it's raining out......Read the rest...

...Dancing across my mind Glistening brighter then the stars that shined Mind numbing vibrations up and down my spine Lip biting smile with thoughts when you were mine Strumming along when I'd hear......Read the rest...

...THE JEWELER’S LATHE Summer’s last rose After many admiring morning visits And with nature’s rusty brown and gold Surrounding, drawing comparison, Becomes even more pink and beautiful Being......Read the rest...

...Soothing hush of dusks's dimming silver glow, softly whispers sweet adieu to the day. Tall, lanky tulips take a bow, proud of brightly hued gowns on Spring's fashion runway. As we walk ha......Read the rest...

...I'm the rat in the maze in his last dirty days, choking on the hand that bleeds I'm the lonely little child with the creepy smile who's seen what should never be seen I'm the one who's blamed, ......Read the rest...

...I love your old eyes. I love where they take me, to castles in the park overlooking the lake, with quiet voices explaining passions, to lessons taught with charm. We could laugh in that muffl......Read the rest...

...I never liked the smell of lilacs although they were always your favorite flower. When did you stop bringing them home? I never noticed, Wish I had. I always thought walking through pine-scen......Read the rest...