Austrian-born composer Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
learned fast and young to be prolific in his art.
Famous for nearly four centuries now throughout history,
he left the world at age 35, his death still a mystery.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
never put the horse before he cart
Vituoso of symphony opera& song
'til Salieri came along
Traveling over an ocean to the
New world a symphony slowly grew and
Burst upon America as the New World,
Composer left an imprint quality new volume
Anton or Antonín or perhaps Anthony Dvorák.
Pen smoothing ink gliding over paper
Nine symphonies moved musical instruments
With voices soft loud high low,
Impression held eyes to see and ears verify
Ludwig van Beethoven work that’s loved.
Piano bouncing concerto
Orchestra looking at notes to keep up.
Was Russia to give this music?
For difficult key touch streams electrify
Mom loves Sergei Vasilievich Rachmaninoff.
Symphony seems to flow towards stage,
Forty first put to paper in a minute
Seems to be unreal, who Heavenly gave this?
One glances back to see civilization for family
Oh my Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Edifying joy.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, the boy wonder from Saltzburg
Started composing at five, I started at four but didn't have the urge
To be famous, 'twas not my plan
A very gentle and modest man
Just to live in anonymity with a harem to satisfy my quirks
(and if you believe that... )
Stray with flamed music along bay’s shoreline
Give in to notes playing among the sand
As fingers dart symphony’s rush, I pine
Caress your tinted strokes written longhand
As I feel allegros bursting moon’s shine
Give in to notes playing among the sand
How can frail youth’s light steal your brightened face
Although your bones lie in common man’s grave
World slain by Requiem, time can’t erase
Smile gently now from brief life lost and craved
Embrace the thought, your name carries blessed praise
Although your bones lie in common man’s grave
Your depth, Amadeus, keeps breath ablaze
Heart touching keys, your passion beyond reach
Embrace the thought, your name carries blessed praise
While centuries resound what you beseech
Stray with flamed music along bay’s shoreline
Heart touching keys,your passion beyond reach
As fingers dart symphony’s rush, I pine.
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Debbie's Dying Young Contest
*Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
(27 January 1756 – 5 December 1791), age 35
by nette onclaud
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