Rhythm Poems - Poems about Rhythm

i listen to your voice but you're not here and may as well be lightyears out in space tonight the moon feels much more present as its allure sways me to a most bewitching beat posted on April 27, 2025...

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In the gentleness of the season, hearts do not fade and do not lose their rhythm, flowers bloom, and love finds its place, an eternal embrace for you, for in every bud hides a love story waiting to be told, in a world that is reborn with every smile and every ray of sunshine. With the grace of your...

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They want our rhythm but not our blues They envy our natural melanin yet tan too We wear our style and they call it hood They copy it now and say it’s all good They want to erase our heroes and heroines Because there’s a power in the skin we’re in King, Tubman, Malcom X, Garvey and more are Past heroes...

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On rhythmic winds, they journey traveling light – like wonder a gentle reflection so worthy still colors in indigo and silver, melted hues of vibrant burgundy and yellow… on crisp, clear mornings when the heart feels so amazed by the dewdrop promises the lilacs and the graceful sway of emerald pines, bursting maples and oaks all the songs, flowing in from the wrens, robins and hopeful chirps,...

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Oh, my dear oval faced owl, Your...

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On the ocassion of World Poetry Day:- Poetry is my refuge on cold wintry nights The first light of dawn The evening twilight that paints the sky In hues of fiery coral. As the glorious orb dips below the horizon Poetry whispers in my ears. In spring, the season of joy and abundance When vibrant flowers bloom Leaves flutter in...

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"The earth has music for those who listen." - George Santayana. .................................................... The rhythm on tree backs from woodpeckers' knocks, With rustling of leaves as the trees moan in winds, The roar of the falls down the hills thrills the flocks, The whistling of gusts through the space in our minds... Nature conducts its melody soft yet grand. Written for the contest:...

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We've aligned with our own rhythm.. A frequency pure and true. Our energy pulses with purpose.. A force that shines right through. You can sense it in our presence.. A current strong and wide. It moves through hearts and spirits.. The essence of our vibe. Like waves upon the ocean.. Or stars that light the sky. Our energy is endless.. It never fades or dies. It whispers...

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I let my pen guide me, as I pour out my soul In this poem, I find solace, to be a form of art. It's a way to make sense of this crazy world To find meaning in the chaos, to be unfurled In the rhythm and flow of each verse I find peace, a sense of purpose So here I...

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I carry within me the rhythm of a winding road, a dance of freedom and longing, how to resign myself to being constrained within the limits of an infinite world, rows of poplars as pillars sustain the canopy of the meeting under which we find ourselves, I indulge myself in an afternoon of ooh-la-la, dreaming. The yellow eyes of...

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Music is my food Music is my bread I listen to music Because I am not dead...

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Music stills my breath, in a sigh my heart falls silent – she’s at rest light aglow, walking through the sky a song of praise, a soul’s been blessed melodies of richest praise, light falling over the heart, the soul dissolving the shadows of night scattering the wind, she’ll console harmonizing with the healing skies beautiful that lasts beyond grief stories in poetry, the soul...

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Your heart still beats with passion Like the striking of a drum But it no longer beats for me It is still beating a continuous pattern of love And she was the new design The sound is beautiful the sound is loud Every note ties together creating a song But it’s song that’s no longer dedicated to me It’s a...

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On a sapphire night, the moon glows Gone are the stars as the wind blows Shrugs of fog silence darkest fears Bugs with gentle light share their tears Free as the songs who ebb and flow We listen to rhymes we now know Grace stirs the spirit to sing praise Chase peace and love that always stays ...

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What shall it mean, when gods immortal war? No guns shall fire, no cannons shall they roar. And yet, the Earth itself partakes of horror. The rhythms of the Earth shall make no tune, Asunder shall its structures fall to ruin, Unleashed, shall chaos crawl upon us soon. We must of needs be greater than our fears, More strong than what adversity...

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