Trumpet Poems - Poems about Trumpet

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...

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

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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 ...

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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...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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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Also named the hummingbird vine the hummingbirds adore this bud it is a perennial beauty a star shaped flower so divine; with varied shades it loves to flood the garden, she is so lovely that the bearded thornbills pine for her sweet nectar summer sud and love, she is a sight to see This flower blossoms with...

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Mountain laurel perfume wafted in the soft breeze. Myriads of flittering birds sang in the trees. At peace on our cabin porch with feet on the rail Until a trumpet blast called me to hit the trail. When at last would come my soldier’s release To return to our laurels, birds, and peace? With the martial trumpet silent once more, All...

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