Nature's Eternal Refrain

A Poem about Music. I wrote this for a project on Mozart.

 

An echo ripples in a pond,

Breezing through the trees, it whistles.

A cluster of blossoms dance in the light

Of a sun whose rays can be heard.

In the score of thy Season which cannot last

An evanescing tempo.

Embellished by a vertical horizon,

A descant of crashing waves

The wildfire’s flames cackle

Rhythms of a beating drum.

Of the many paeans,

A timbre of lavish oranges and reds.

Descending down from their bars

As the nocturne nears

A prelude to the end of day,

Requiem to the sun.

Bitter cold of drifting snow in unison,

Textured soft like a whisper,

An unrelenting resonant

Zephyrs in measures,

Canons of falling daggers

Below a moon accompanied by its stars.

A seed sprouts a familiar pitch

Sign of a new refrain

Sounding of the carillons,

And the early morning bird,

A mother of awakening cubs,

A staff of serene growth.

To disperse of the din’s last icy breaths

And all the season of snow and sin.

An awakening sun of eulogy

In unison with the Wind, the Fire,

The Earth and the Rain.

The ripple echoes an eternity.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was a magical journey through the mind of the listener.
A great composer can send a story through our souls. The imagery
made this poem a joy to read.

[Brandon]

Nicely written. Good job.

[THE BLACK SEAL]

i like this one. the form was really nice, and the context was as well.
I really have nothing bad to say about it

[Crazy Cat Man]

Mozart will be proud

[PhoeniX]

so full of expression and description. flowed evenly well. nicely done