Arias Poems - Poems about Arias

... what if a sonnet had a face and hands aimless beard coarse as scouring pads licki......

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...Enter, this way, don't mind the dank shadow-crawling tunnel, nothing has lived here for years. Antechamber ahead, no need to crouch now. In this chill hall you can admire a black moon pinned t......

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... Written: January 28, 2025, for contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Maples dance in fugue autumn's breath, Symphony of mistral whispers, In rhapsody, crimson ......

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...A distinguished soprano named Dinah sings arias in North Carolina. But her favourite thing, without doubt, is to sing selections from Handel's Messiah. With extraordinary vigor and pith she s......

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... Let me conjure some mystical moonstone melodies A symphony of sapphire strains and ruby rhapsodies A harmony of hessonite hymns and pearlescent praises A litany of lapis lazuli lullabies and......

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... All followed the lore, drawn to the cultured door Arias rushed in score with Puccini lovers galore All to hail in glore, the cherished Master's store Then, the ROAR! Gratitude for the first dra......

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... "Today I am a joyous soul for across that bridge I will stroll." ~ poet seraphs serenade the skies strains unheard by mortal ears chilling the darkness with notes of ethereal......

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...forest restless fire naked light bleeding mist into the morning and through the silence bury the sun with me in the roots, pin under gravity by the shapeless palm schism of shadows ......

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... "There is nothing in the desert ... and no man needs nothing." - TE Lawrence ~ providence … vast-upon-vast ... Deucalion, gifter of cities, met do you not now see your charge? ......

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... I've somehow pondered about the rush of air of how I could be lulled on billows, and yet, its notes upon my flesh eludes me-- as if in midnight trailing, weeping in refrains thi......

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...Minds in a Fugue rambling over my words never say what I really wanna say stop asking me questions Pause cause of the reality cause and effect or is it truth or dare really could you car......

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... The red rose declines as sunsets fade in time The distance spreads before me On a twilight summer eve. Days of the sweetest bliss Symphonies of a kiss Still linge......

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...My dream girl's not a doll, no Kewpie cutie, Or an heiress, or an actress on the screen. She's neither nun nor acrobat, Nor wears fine feathers in her hat, No frump for Trump Republican, No beau......

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...To Live and Breathe Creating …for some time again to rapidly wing into joy creating with words as heartbeats and lines each sketched for breath as these pens with their inks draw......

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... Quote by: Melancholy Of Innocence LOVE is the spark within the speck illuminated & suspended in a sunbeam. A ray of sunbeam falls across her face as she plays piano a warm sunligh......

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