Crescendoing Poems - Poems about Crescendoing

...An idea whispers, sneaking in on cat’s paws, a sly grin curling at the edges, as I sip morning coffee, unaware. It dances on tiptoes, skipping across my mind, twirling, pirouetting, a baller......Read the rest...

...Definitely beautiful The most beautiful I've seen Who could ever fathom I'd know my girl of dreams My sweetheart, she's so talented She sings like no one can And when I fall asleep tonight ......Read the rest...

...There was a sickly tree In a barren clearing In a burning country On a mourning day. A wild crown of branches Haloed by concentric rings; A rising wave of spires and spindles lash......Read the rest...

...Robin Redbreast Spring is here, and the robins appear With morning and evening song in the air. A robin redbreast perched in a tree Sings a song for his lady bird to be, Undeterred, a......Read the rest...

...A symphony in two part sound: the fiddler and the frog played echo in the fog, a lovely analog. Crescendoing as they redound, with none to inhibit the bow or the ribbit, they simply ad-lib i......Read the rest...

...I don’t need to be told what I’ve seen whether it’s real or a sinister scheme I need a world where I know the rules which we call wise which we call fools Where the lines in the sand are a lot......Read the rest...

...it strides forward, more confident this time than ever in the many wars that had gone before; to mine own weary eyes, it seemed to be a-galloping, prancing even, to a rhythm that drummed out m......Read the rest...

...Pondering love’s inquisitions hitherto thine perplexities as thou should knowest its tenderness requite. Whilst thy deliberate forthright such iniquitous fortitude of beguiling amorous utterances......Read the rest...

...Bolero builds in intensity, the interplay of instruments crescendoing; soft to loud. Ravel’s music haunting my dreams Chimera of swells crashing, Everest ever-reaching for God’s pa......Read the rest...

...The celeritous bodies of the hills and plains Are a true wonder. Green fields stimulating A world of living, with just as much depth For the dead. Dulcet hills sing sweet songs of melody, Cresc......Read the rest...

...The American Morning We ride smoothly, deliberately, in this old cruising caravan, Across the ancient American avenues and boulevards, Of the once living, and now, the finally dead, Of the on......Read the rest...

...Antithesis In May, the lion’s ear blooms immaculately, As if the night sky is on fire. It excretes a ravishing untarnished beauty, A mesmerizing compelling beauty Only the mad mystics and poet......Read the rest...

...Another sleepless night without you, Yet I had another dream. 8 young children were picking flowers, Or...so it would seem. 4 girls and 4 boys stood before me, Each holding a small gift of love;......Read the rest...

...We Are The Watchers by Stark Hunter Into the breach the multitudes surge, Into the crushing breakers and Beyond the sucking mindless tides, Down down into the whirring, rushing confluence,......Read the rest...

...I was restless all the night, The demoness softly singing a haunting tune The Holy Spirit sifted in swirls around me, And she touched with her claws its essence with strange wonder I awoke to h......Read the rest...