Music

by ShootingStar179   Jan 27, 2007


Cascades of sounds as sweet as candy,
Deep as a roaring tiger,
As soft and kind as the laughter of a baby.

Swiftness of gallant knight,
Slothfulness of a snail,
Delicate as a jewel

Careening harmonies fill the room
Anger and despair climb to the rooftop,
Bliss follows straight behind, dancing to the moon.

What is one to call such extremes intertwined in one?
Such beauty and power as the sun,
One word it shall be called

Music.

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  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    I loved the wording in the poem. Were you purposely rhyming? The scheme wasn't constant, and keeping it constant makes it better. However, I like it even like this.

  • 17 years ago

    by BECCA lessTHANthree

    Not my type of poem.. but it was written very well with a very nice choice of words

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni

    This poem had a lot of great ideas in it, and the word choice was adequete. however, i felt that it lacked flow, and some poems can sound well without flow, but this did not catch my particular attention. it is good, but not your best. 4/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Faceless Mirror

    I liked your choice of words and all the pictures you give the read in depth.

    But I think you should end it differently - because you don't need to write "One word it shall be called". Most people understand if you only write "Music." at the end that this is what the poem is about. Are you with me?

    Anyways - good job. Keep it up.

    -Kenneth G. @ Faceless Mirror.

  • 17 years ago

    by geeeeee

    You explained music in such depth. That I don't think I could of ever thought of. I love music, so I can definetly say I LOVED THIS POEM. =]

    BONNiiE.x

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