Tuneful Poems | Examples

I Breathe You In: 300

As the ethereal guitar mesmerises
My soul responds
As if I dipped into a melodic bath
Of perfectly curated
Lovingly tempered 
Heart massaging
Candle flickering 
Water 

A fragrant tune invades 
My nostrils 
Flaring as the warm
Moistened air tumbles by
The world merges into
Perfection
Harmony
Stirring

The resonance
Of childhood memory
Percolating through the mist
As sliding strings 
Caress my ears
My mind drifting
Towards that past
Safer place

Yet this mesmerising medication
This tuneful tumult quelling
Perfect prescription
Is deeply welcome
Somewhere in my gut
My true being
Soothed as we surrender
To this soulful sabbath

May you never grow old
At the joyful table
Where your soul dines
Hear the whispers
Of the small pleasures
Taste the fermented flavours
Of the ordinary delights
Using all your available senses

When the music plays
To transport you
Run to catch the moment
Soak in the vapour
Embibe the elixir
Breathe it all in deeply
Holding in gratitude
Each heavenly moment

A Pond's Melody

Beguiled breeze braces
tuneful drizzle of twilight,
symphony echoes in pool.
Rippling rhapsody
rolls in silent melody
with sunset in purple pond.

Animal Musicians

A tuneful gorilla that they called a brute
played both the recorder and the lute,
while his elephant friend, refined,
was of a different mind,
and gave up the trumpet for flute.

Tune Of Pain

Inspired by Prince Roger Nelson's song : When Doves Cry


Grey clouds hover over my wasteland, 
the desert languishes in the heat of craving, 
deprived of the tuneful rain, 
until you arrive with drizzling breeze.
In your pulsating embrace
my heart’s oasis resounds 
with the symphony of desire.

As the pristine patina of radiant roses 
flushes your crimson cheeks,
rhapsody of longing wraps 
the mesmerized meadow of my mind.
The cadence of your intimate heart 
pulsates within mine, 
I float in the ether of euphoria.

I fly with open wings in your sky,
a storm from nowhere tears me down.
You don’t care for the injured bird,
I hide my pain within me,  
clasping the broken heart
within the collapsed wings 
I desperately curl with mournful sigh.

My tear drops roll unseen for you 
on the trail of melancholy,
where I hear the enchanting echo 
of the songs we sang together once.
The tune now resonates like
when doves cry.

Lovely Little Blue Bird

“Wake to the chirping of birds, get elated by their songs, allow the music to settle in your heart and dismiss all defeatist thoughts. Instead of burrowing like a mole, fly high like a bird” ~ By Poet

Oh! Lovely little bird, soaring and swirling,
Sliding and sweeping, making the sky your pathway,
Possessing the poet’s soul, you make me cheerful, 
With songs mellifluous and melodious.

You dive and glide through cotton candy clouds,
With dizzy spells and a spirit so buoyant.
You roam and ride through air, trusting on your wings.
You are out on an odyssey to cross a thousand seas.

With black and beady eyes, you spot everything,
And watch the world from up above.
You wear a dazzling robe of vivid bluish hues.
You have rainbow pinions and a beak so sleek. 

You chirpy friend, as you sing in tuneful voice from above,
Your songs fall in my ears as midnight choir from afar.
As you warble in sweet rhythm and lovely cadence,
You tell me that sweet spring of beauty and bliss is here.

Advanced Birdwatching For Beginners

Crow (Blackus Menacingus)
large, clever and a scavenger
found in gardens where there’s trees
good at puzzles, can be trained
likes TV shows about celebrities

Blackbird (Blackus Not-A-Pirateus)
common gardeners friend is he
perched on the handle of a spade
looking out for bugs and worms
went on a holiday to Adelaide

Thrush (Not-The-Itchyus Sortus)
light brown plumage with spotted front
easily identifiable medium bird
known for a complex, tuneful song
makes jam tarts with lemon curd

Starling (Impressiveus In-A-Large-Flockus)
iridescent all year bird
feathers change colour in the sun
swarms in huge numbers then
off to the pub for rowdy fun

Wren (Smallus Sticky-Uppy-Tailus)
one of the tiniest garden birds
surprisingly loud and piercing voice
small, round body, quick and gone
to play boardgames and other toys

Puffin (Brightus Beakus)
black and white with colourful bill
dives the water for its food
coastal, cliffside, craggy nest
sends birthday cards that are very rude

Writing A Poetic Rhapsody

Ideas of an orchestral poem have spilled onto a page.
The story is tuneful and very poetic at this very stage.
A poem to be a rhapsody, of instruments with violins.
Instruments take shape, and as the symphony begins.

The tempo builds, with brightest intensity to engage.
Words follow the beat, to a crescendo of intense rage.
Now, as the kettle drums implode within their skins.
The conductor is in full control, as his baton spins.

The percussion again, joins, as the woodwind slows.
lyrics soften, and the flute’s melody gently flows.
The story is tuneful and very poetic at this very stage.
Ideas of an orchestral poem have spilled onto a page.

I Just Called To Say I Love You

Nightbird croons at me again, again
beneath a sheet of clouds,
like cozy pillow to my moon
to tuck my ruffled mind away...

Through drizzle's fading glint and flow
I muse about my man's  upstate ride
  quite distant , quite stretched the miies
  as evening  floats in decibels  of gust,
rivering in tuneful pitter-patter of ticks.
~°~
 Winds brush gently... outside my sill,
 that between teapot and lamp’s flicker
  slow gush of trickling dew rolls away---

The phone rings in a  hush-a-bye,
chiming low, his voice drones to sigh
like tangy breeze on moistened flight
telling me ...my face outshines
    all nightstar beaming,

that he called to simply say 
he loved  me more fearless in the rain.

First Place

The Music of Love

For Constance’s: Write Ten Beautiful Lines
10.04.2025

The music of love

Your voice a silken stream of violins
a sea of sound swishing on my calm shore
An overture of blissful laughs and grins
As playful tempos strum your tuneful score

I hear the urge of alto saxophone
A rhythm of blues jazzing in your blood
I feel the pulse of cornets in your tone
Euphonious waves sate a joyful flood

And when the roar of drums directs the beat
It somehow, sounds delightful and still sweet

The Fab Four

The lyrical quartet hearts of Liverpool pulsated,                                           
turning the mundane drab shades into tuneful light                                    
with the mesmeric melodies that enticingly resonated                                                                                                       
with iconic songs “Love me do”, “Let it be” of delight,
that became a legacy of the musical golden age,
suffused many souls with synchronized joy and sorrow,
as The Beatles rocked and rolled on the world stage
with wonderful attraction of magnetic musical show,
where guitar strings echoed within the songs soaring free
on the rhapsodic wings of peace, hope and love galore,
beyond their time into the domain of sonic eternity,
where their fabled music lives adored forevermore.

Can't Close Your Eyes

Spring departs leaving a gorgeous gift for me,
a bunch of rose in my heart for you to greet.
In sweltering summer I won’t let it dry in heat,
in air of lyrical love it’ll shine as ruby, I’ll see.

In summer night through moonbeam I’ll take you 
to the passion river across shroud of satin stardust,
glowing with silver flash laced with the lost lust.
In the vase of my heart the roses you’ll see anew.

With charming murmur of the tuneful serenading stream, 
the mesmeric music of my yearning I’ll compose.
Entranced by my kiss the emotive eyes you can’t close,
see in fantasy the dance of the ballerina of my dream.

Gillian - A Birthday Acrostic

Giant heart, relentless kindness to all she imparts 
Intelligent, bookish, fashion-smart,
Leader, plants her trail with dedicated grace and flair—so you'll follow.
Laughter, as tuneful as the airs of larks or swallows.
Inquisitive, indicator of a legal luminary,
Admirable looks and acuity sounds in sharp commentary.
Neoteric, check the artistry in her stare; note the future at the tip of her fingers.

Gillian!

Metamorphosis

The resemblance of the omnipotence imprinted
With rare colours and shades elegantly tinted
Cherubims and seraphs adorn my being's core.
Like the capacious cosmos, I am in candour.

Senses surpass the physique and touch the psyche.
Wisdom arises beyond my likes and dislikes.
Allure becomes affection. Lust turns into love.
Divine graces, like monsoon rains, fall from above.

Consciousness and unconsciousness seem to conflict.
Connections of clear conscience, yet, within, get flicked
Like the lustre of the sun, the moon, and the stars
Rays of virtue erase naiveté’s sombre scars.

I am on earth and in heaven at the same time.
Body and soul, like church bells, are in tuneful chime.
What's heaven and hell when divine presence pervades?
The grimness of death and grave becomes godly glades.

Thirsty

Come to me..
And I will quench.
Umbrella free..
And I will drench. 

Fill your rivers..
Every one.
Morning grass..
I rest upon. 

Cut the rock
In Canyon Grand.
Cool you as
Your skin is fanned.. 

Descend to earth
As sad clouds cry,
Restore the arid 
Desert, dry.

I feed each seedling
Help them grow..
Science spells me
Two H, one O 

I shift with ease
From glass, to sky
Can drip or run
No captive, I 

I fill you up
In dust you'll rest.
It's life I bring
I am the best..

A timeless presence;
A pool, so balmy..
Respect me though.
I am tsunami 

From dinosaur
To new born babe,
I never leave..
Despite the grave. 

On Earth I'm gold.
A gift, you see..
My value is
Polutant-free 

The greatest solvent
Of them all..
Mix mortar for
The strongest wall.. 

I lubricate
The thirsty tongue,
I wet the whistler's
Tuneful song 

Creator's brush
On canvas white.
A thousand words
With ink I write.. 

So treat me well
And you will find
To planet home
I will be kind.. 

Reflect and twinkle
In your eyes.
Rescuing souls
As I baptise..

A miracle of nature
Me.
Reminding of 
The Trinity.

The Black Sea

Over land and sea 
illuminating black pearls
reflecting memories 
back to me the warm 
breeze singing me tuneful 
melodies I crave the sullen 
hints of morning dew near dawn 
a playful harmony tasting 
the black sea sinking shoulders 
Caspian glows throughout 
The wide open granduer 
arousing the Indian Ocean 
capturing pure darkness eyes 
wide open arms out stretched 
welcoming this beautiful new day 
rising from the east melting 
the north star calmly comforting 
warm coastal waters of the west 
settled down within the midst of me

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