Trumpet Poems

Heralding Trumpet

flitty butterfly 

  circling around asagao

    life's morning glory

Bighead Loudmouth

Speaking out about what
he does not know
tho' saying it long and loud enough
will never make it so
and by the size of the sound
of the flute he toots
(or, is it his trumpet he blows?)
this Cockwomble's too big for his britches
he's way too big for his boots
as for he who shall not be named
for all the world

The Trumpet of Parrots

If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor – Desmond Tutu

The Trumpet of Parrots

Patriots rally to the trumpet sound,
its blare echoes the lies that bigots breed.
Perched in power, pipers, in pretence gowned,
their hatred spreads, disguised as noble creed.

They stoke the tribal fire in ancient scars,
while hissing hypes

Conch Shell

            Conch shell sea gem and sea snail    
            Horn held tone gyrates the tritonis trumpet 
            Note blown

JESUS OUR KING

The sky remains silent, the clouds remain still,
The mountains still stand and the seas remain filled.
The saints clothed in white ask the Lord how much longer?
Will your world remain broken and this evil grow stronger?

This babe in the manger came to conquer and save.
How long till you take back this world that you made?
The angels

Mrs Songstress interview French horn and Trumpet rehearsal

When I first heard the demo
I paid more attention to what the background was
saying.
I knew If I were gonna have ah decent career in sound, song and Music
I would need to sing the song to impress those new to me and this sound.
When"When I 40 I want the sound to be same as when
I'm 22.
At

When the Trump Blows

Oh, not again, the voices sigh,
The star-spangled banner hangs heavy in the sky.
The 47th dawns, his name the same,
Is this a new chapter, or a replay of blame?

What will he do? The whispers collide—
Some see a savior, others run and hide.
Will it fulfill what prophets foretell,
Or touch the hearts of those wishing him well?

Is he

For this Strumpet, No Trumpet - Open Poetry 9 Contest

     Donald ate beans to full capacitance
     Added pitted prunes for extravagance
       He courted the town strumpet
       She said, Put down your trumpet
     All Donald could produce was flatulence



  

THE TRUMPET SOUNDS

THE TRUMPET SOUNDS

A tall person with a large following
For electoral success, the least worst 
Yet recently in court, was wallowing
Some do believe he could be cursed

World famous for a deep artificial tan
With red necktie at least a yard long
And often tried to prove he’s a man
Those with doubts may not be wrong

A New York office

LIVING DREAMS

There once was a piano that wanted to be
Anything other than of white, black keys
She loved her parents and her fabulous family
But she lacked love for self and her maroon melody

She asked the trumpet so shiny and cool
What's it like to blow like you
The trumpet pause and then he played 
A few chords of taps

My Legacy

Poetry to me is my legacy 
Poems I write to live on endlessly 
So like it or lump it
I’ll blow my own trumpet 
And leave them to historic supremacy.

The Book of Revelation the Trumpet Judgments Part Six

Revelation chapter nine the fifth seal judgement continued

During those days, men will seek death, but will not find it; they will
long to die, but death will elude them.

Commentary

The scorpion stings were so severe, that the people sought death
as a refuge from their terrible sufferings.  In their torment they did
not realize that if they were

The Book of Revelations the Trumpet Judgments Part Six

The Trumpets Revelation chapter 8

Then the seven angels that had the seven trumpets prepared to sound
them.  The first angel sounded his trumpet, and there came fire mixed
with blood, and it was hurled down upon the earth.  A third of the earth
was burned up, a third of the trees were burned up, and all

Satchmo's Trumpet - Homage To Louis Armstrong

From afar a sound of "Blues" so tender
Like Satchmo strumming his trumpet
His loud voice calling us together
Makes me in verses break into yesterday

Oh Louis...raise your voice to everyone
Make the trumpet's call sound loud
Chase away the fears of the crowd
And those outside who think they're alone

Oh Louis... now release the husky voice
Nice and slow, neither hot

I Hear the Trumpet Through the Storm

I hear a sound; it sounds like a trumpet playing through a storm.

    A storm that has been passing for days and weeks. I'm alone and no one

    to turn to for help.



    I remember my prays that I were taught when I were a child,

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