Music Sonnet Poems

Love has been described as a battlefield as it can leave us with scars that can be seen and unseen by others. 
Especially when the...

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Then shall I say I could no other do?
That fate beyond divine compelled my act?
That like a bird on wires my mission flew?
But that's a...

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The old songs can make me cry
As those memories go floating by
Those times still ring true
On the dance floor swaying with you

They start up and...

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The old songs can make me cry
As those memories go floating by
Those times still ring true
On the dance floor swaying with you

They start up and...

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Before diving into the time machine for a nostalgic trip on my music video ‘Ring On My Line’ above, I invite you to read my...

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I’m as a dare—If just you’ll come along,
and give my noble providence a shot,
seeing what boundless bounty might be got,
you’ll sing me a river, cry...

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The recent, decent, authorised remaster -
now deeper, fuller, meaningfully vaster,
it’s done its fifty years – this one’s a laster!
I don’t care if you’re reggaeton or...

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as we danced every step was discovery, the creaking patio hardwood
rhythmic and soulful. the light was wet, it’d just rained. under the melting
evening sky time...

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Again the well of poetry was dry,
My pail was drawing up no deep inspired
Thought or subject matter. All was dull, tired,
Stale water, no exciting trick...

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One Christmas tree light in a darkened room,
as 45’s spin you grind, shuffle or clap.
Slow drag songs passioned folks with Smokey’s croon.
Tell me now, can...

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Divine Mother implants Her loving kiss
on any random node in feeble form,
infusing magnetism suffused with bliss,
imbibing which, as God’s light we transform.

With no earthy agenda...

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Love’s the elixir that banishes grief,
an infant sucking on his mother’s breast,
two childhood friends lost in banter and jest,
an ambedo trace granting soul relief.
Joy is...

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The trumpet cries beneath the neon glow,
a golden wail that haunts the hollow night.
The bass line walks where lonely spirits go,
its heartbeat steady, low and...

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His gleaming eyes are blue, like oceans vast;
They study me with love and tender care;
They tell a tale of trials long since passed,
And dream of...

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Prompt: (Sand promises)

In the morning, as silent stillness flows
My mind is filled with songs of gratitude
For the chorus of your love’s gentle mood
Erasing tears with...

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