Tuneless Poems - Poems about Tuneless

...Of all the songs You seem to be The tuneless one, Less subtlety. God's orchestra Has dealt a hand— More toneless rasp Than golden strand. I wonder if You long to be A star In morning's......

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...Dear Life, that betrayed the heart-shaped shells, breathing colors of coral caves in slow cadence, I’ve surfed through whirling waves of woeful rhymes, to navigate tides of tormented tercet......

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...O beloved Sun, that gently warms my soul, with soft strings of saffron and golden shine, I write this poem with symphonic stardust, when euphonious memories soar above clusters of sapphir......

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...VILLANELLES IV She Always Grew Roses by Michael R. Burch a belated eulogy for my grandmother, Lillian Lee Tell us, heart, what the season discloses. “Too little loved by the ego in its p......

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...I once wished your praises to pen O in our exclusive love den, But most of such dreams—nine of ten, Oh, buried were ere they began. Poems are now bereft of words, Our den, nestled by no more b......

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...I’m lost within words unwritten between pastel pages of the past, Yet I weave lyrical love for my sun in shimmering shades of sunsets and northern lights, wishing the a......

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...Song of the Four Seasons 2-16-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Song of the Four Seasons Jagged steel gray skies Compose barren bough sculptures Midnigh......

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...“What hurts the most was being close,” remembering us as we were, though I'm not feeling the sage moon, nor pearl raindrops that kissed my soul. Now I waltz to tuneless songs as~ wh......

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...I still remember how you were there in the dark, holding my bleeding heart. Whilst I wandered, sleepless under soundless spheres. Now I search for your starlit symphony that echoes, a......

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...She’s a pretty little cottage with a pretty picket fence She snuggles in the forest where the trees grow tall and dense A gravelled path runs by her so the mailman can deliver But nothing gets del......

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...Drought Orphans Homeless clouds, Orphans of drought, ......

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...The Pretty Ones The Pretty Ones glitter Though they are not gold So many secrets they enfold Within the confines of their cold You will not resist them. The Pretty Ones shine By no reflect......

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...Let me not play tuneless in today's time, Some purists sure get praised as Gandhian, Yet, crass nevertheless is no more crime, Old values are hailed may be in heaven. Whilst weighing values for......

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...This morning is perfect silence And all the world is a garden. The greying wooden bench upon which I sit is still slightly damp from last Night's rain, but was mostly Sheltered by the brick arch......

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...Autumn Chant Grey autumn oaks chant sad airs In the east of darkling day; Dirge winds blow through barren boughs Tuneless symphonies. 10-2-20 Writing Challenge - Dodoitsu Constance La Fran......

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