Music is the silence between the notes.
quote by Claude Debussy
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
Unforgettable In Your Ear
There are notes in music
that take you high.
And notes that take you low.
When you listen to the notes of music
you never know where you'll go.
Within one song the notes you hear
affect how you will feel.
A plaintive melody might make you sad
or remind you of your pain.
But all of that can change in a minute
as you feel your emotions drain.
Uplifting notes can bring to you
a few moments of ecstatic peace.
Each inspiring strain can take you where
you are able to release
whatever it was that was troubling you,
erase it for a minute or two.
These notes are magic and so is life.
They're there and then they're not.
They're a gift to you from composers
that plant a forget-me-not.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Music is...
Music is...
Music is expression...
Music is freedom...
Music is the song of life...
Music is notes...
Music is noise...
Music is beat...
Music is relaxing...
Music is peace...
Music is loud...
Music is calm...
Music is meaningful...
Music is sound...
Music is heart...
Music is soul...
Music is mind...
Music is body...
Music is nature...
Music is language...
Music is the song of my life...
Music is everything...
Music is me...
Music is....
poem by Madeline anderson
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Music Notes
Music
The most beautiful thing I'll ever know
A music note
A note after another note
Composed to create sound
To create feelings
Thoughts
And emotion
Music notes are the most beautiful things I've ever seen
A note
Just a glance and u know
Knowing music is being created
Just the beauty of a music note
And the thing is
I can't read music notes
Just the sound the music notes make
poem by Aerin Andre
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Silence
Opium heals,
applying a chemical bellows
to the Vital Heat;
a golden silence.
At what cost!
Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz,
fever-bright eyes.
Such sweet poison!
Music heals,
early music;
Greek Olympian music.
Clusters of notes with open phrasing
dancing on the surface of the Void
and tumbling endlessly in,
leaving no trace.
The unmatchable healer
is Silence itself.
Into it everything
subsides;
half-formed phrases,
the concatenation of thought,
the sword-play of tongues.
All vanish
like snowflakes
in a raging furnace.
He who has found
the silence,
which lies behind sound,
as the sky lies
behind planet, star
and cosmic dust,
he does not pursue
the clatter of sound.
poem by Brian Taylor
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Mood Changes
Tonight I have no song for you.
Tonight my music's quiet.
I cannot sing. I cannot play.
My mood has silenced the notes away.
So in my hand I clutch my pen
and let the words appear.
I rely on just the act of writing
to let the music disappear.
Tomorrow might bring the music back.
There's always hope that tomorrow
can bring the peace that's missing
and erase the traces of sorrow.
But for now I need the silence
except for the sound of the pen.
And as I sit here writing
I anticipate the music again.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Silence (Part I)
Sometimes I see you as my child,
Sometimes I see you as my sweetheart,
And when I look into your eyes,
I see that tender and sweet smile,
And I want to say what’s in my heart,
And I want to tell you how I feel,
But my voice remains there, still,
And I just stare at your loving face,
And let the love from my heart,
Flow like a wild river in furious race,
to enfold your sweet and pure soul
with a sea of love and tenderness.
Sometimes there’s so much to say,
but nothing flows from my lips,
And only silence is there to stay,
And only the silence I should keep,
Because what I had to say was already said,
How words could express
never-ending love and tenderness?
How could I just say at one time,
I love you more than my own life?
And there remains the deep silence,
Silence and more silence,
to signal that divine presence,
of my silent love; my heart’s essence.
But this silence is not empty silence,
when divine love fills all my senses,
when nature’s beauty colours your soul,
and fades away all pity and woe.
Because when there is silence,
you can hear the silent language,
the heavenly music of my heart’s song,
God’s eternal music He’s been playing all along,
And in that silence you’ll hear my song,
The endless tune that my love sings,
with the sweetest notes in your luscious dreams,
which eternally flow like endless streams.
(2009)
poem by Roberto Echanes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Music and silence combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music.
quote by Marcel Marceau
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A dance with Brahms
Brahms, your notes wrap me
in a furry furry heartwarming blanket
i walk the rainy snowy streets you
plucked your music from
i would have loved to sit you down
for coffee to help put in some cream
in your search for those right notes
but then i would not, for fear
you would miss the rain where your
meticulous shine and music ingenuity
would light up each droplet so that
they come to us like comforting stars
solitary your flowing notes walk the
lanes of our hearts but with a grandiose
that unleashes a dose of warmth for
wandering souls - they are so difficult
to keep wrapped up
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Mammary Tunes
Under heavy haze I cast an ear…
Was that a distant hymn?
To view, to peer ahead,
I span thro’ sharpened eyes,
Connecting brain. Surprise
Awards emotion to the show –
A fine refrain.
I think I know the source:
Without recourse my keen and
Eager shoes propel my whole.
And she regales me as I close –
The drifting notes propose I place
An ear to verge upon the emanation.
Choice of left or right
Invites and overwhelms;
A brief respite, and then
I poise an aural organ,
Seeking out the balance
In the tone from rhythmic flesh.
O Holy Grail, the sweet spot!
Honed in stereophony and
Mastered out of euphony:
Her music –
Diaphragms of luscious areolae
Give the tune
Atop a vibrant bass –
Quivers in the
Belly of her breast.
And presently
I fall beneath a spell of heady music
As her reproductive cushions do the rest.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
music music music music music music
music music music music music music mammary
music music music music music music
music music music music music music mammary
music music music music music music
music music music music music music mammary
music music music music music music
poem by Mark R Slaughter
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Apoplexy
The music stopped
the dance too
Jarring silence
Bruised feet
Fading lights
Unsettled heart
Broken pieces
In tears
Multicoloured heap
In a corner
The music stopped
the dance too
The lips
You painted
Before the show
Had been stuck
On the mirror
In the green room
The heart
Highstrung at the touch
Hangs like a rag
Along the other clothes
The music stopped
the dance too
Silence...? ? ?
Silence...! ! !
Silence...
poem by Indira Babbellapati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The ballet embodies the notes of music. And sometimes you almost feel like you can see the notes dance up there on the stage.
quote by Robert Caro
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Music of Silence
The nights again are for me alone,
To serenade, my heart’s melody..
And the sandal tree in front of my door, my company..
My nightingale has gone to sleep,
The shadows and crickets will cheer me up,
Listen me to the music of silence,
Listen all to the music of silence...
And the music plays within me till sleep comes to creep,
Night upon night, my heart will sing this painful melody,
This lonely music of silence.
poem by Spiritual Seeker
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Concert
Music drifts threw the air
I can almost see the notes
They float around my head in the most delightful way
We worked hard to play in such a wonderful way
I leaves the best impression on our critics
We are the best
That's what we think
That's what we know
Now I can taste success
We did it
Its over
Our music has been played
Our music has been heard
Our music has been loved
poem by Jimmy Hoffa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Amadeus Mozart, con.k-365
What they adore
Is his genius
His music
Soaring to the heavens
Without so much
Effort
Effortlessly magnificent
Amadeus Mozart
And his music
Tossing me
From sea cap to sea cap
In my sea dreams
Piano notes ruffling
Like the windy beach
Waffling to the shore
Piano notes
Trickling
On my window pane
Like a soft rain
Playful
To the vines
On my window pane
What they adore
Is his genius
Soaring to the heavens
I envy him
Amadeus Mozart
His music grows like a river forever flowing
I do not mind if in there I drown
And die with a single note
He died in the sea drinking all the salty notes
Of Amadeus Mozart
Dehydration in the most musical fashion.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Music
May I begin with music
It soothes my heart and mind
Surrounding me with melody
I feel lost in time
The melody so sweet
The inspiration high
With just a few notes
As the music goes by
Music can touch our lives
And bring about the rain
Music is a healer,
That can alleviate the pain
Music is for any emotion
That can fill your mind
With happiness or in sorrow
In music you can find
Whatever you are feeling
Let the music embrace
Let the pain run right through you
And the tears run down your face
poem by Meena Mustafa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Since in music we deal with notes, not words, with chords, with transitions, with color and expression, the musical meaning always based on those notes as written and nothing else - has to be divined.
quote by Claude Arrau
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Silence Came
a silence came from distance
and stayed in my guitar
i looked everywhere
there was silence everywhere
flowers were silent
pigeons were silent
is silence the music of bliss
is silence the music of love
poem by Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I hope to refine music, study it, try to find some area that I can unlock. I don't quite know how to explain it but it's there. These can't be the only notes in the world, there's got to be other notes some place, in some dimension, between the cracks on the piano keys.
quote by Marvin Gaye
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Sad Thought
Music in the nighttime,
music in the day,
What would we do without music?
The notes would have no say.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Piercing Music
Piercing notes attached to the ears
Reside in the inner recesses of the mind;
Once a spectacular moment is heard
The roof of the house is like a garden.
It elaborates and instigates a trial
For the bitter head, a solution to your ease.
When music is so sudden we seem to recline
And take control over the notes so orchestrated.
Let the ears be conditioned to the essence of thought
Engendered by the music we so love and admire
Like the chiming of church bells to celebrate the Lord.
poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!