Tinkling Poems - Poems about Tinkling

... The sky starts tinkling and I begin thinking life is busy pissing on me......Read the rest...

...“A maestro is like a candle. It consumes itself to light the way for others.”- ~~ The Poet ~~ Conductor of an a......Read the rest...

...They write in the language of perfume flowery powdered words all layered colours rising and lowering in different light spectrums as if the reader could discern without wisened translator th......Read the rest...

... If we don't glimpse daisies for the grass Sadly then it doth cometh to pass We've missed so much unfortunately Wonders of planet earth's mystery. Every leaf, every flawless flower I......Read the rest...

...“Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man or woman.” Quote: E. M. Forster " Poem is enhanced if symphony plays while poem is re......Read the rest...

... WHO WAS SHE I intuited the radiance before I even laid eyes on her Moving with a self-assured poise that came from deep within was a quintessence of a woman ......Read the rest...

...HALLS OF AMENTI :1 My Kingdom is clear of books poetry, coins My Kingdom is clear of colour just Me on my Throne giv......Read the rest...

...I was quite the cunning magician, famed for my illusions and sleight of hand, Like cool tricks that jade green nature plays, that often we don't understand. Days were filled with wonder and encha......Read the rest...

...Bells, bells, sound of bells fall now and then in my ears, Their tone and timbre varying, sometimes singing, Sometimes jarring, sometimes rising to a sweet crescendo. Clanging and cl......Read the rest...

... From the smallest of handbells to bells that are heavy, bells of all types make a large bevy. Small bells are often the tinkling kind like decorative ones in some stores we find. There are ......Read the rest...

... BELLS. RINGING Bells to alert ! Whatever : Call of classes or shows to start or let those be over ! Symbolising beginning and ending on schedul......Read the rest...

.... ...Her powder soft Pulled mine The whole uv me Just with her glim Feet inches mine duke ......Read the rest...

...I F only I could imagine the tinkling of the sweet church bells in that dear little country we called our home. With lovely sun drenched hills amid, yellow fields of daffodils......Read the rest...

...Staying on a promontory, I watch, The wobbling mass of water below. Before my eyes, The sea stretches far; An infinite scroll of chiffon, Rolling and unrolling In shades of green and ......Read the rest...

...Bold navy as dark and pure as the cold frosty night. Chilled season’s symphony opens with eight notes come what might. Short blast followed by long note repeated short followed by long. Thunder ha......Read the rest...