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Mellifluous Melody

MELLIFLUOUS MELODY

Chopin's piano keys to zephyr's breeze
mellifluous melody frees feelings, frieze
atemporal captures the essence of one
moonlit reflection, fragility spun,
yet spider silk strong, breasting aeons with ease.

Selene glows great but in envy begrudges
bright beauty - though mortal - night nebulae nudges,
pride of place her's alone while stars twinkle around
more in echo than source of light, laser from ground
rising well into dawn, pale Hyperion fudges.

Notes floating through space are indelibly traced
on dimensions which parallel previously raced,
rhyme and reason combine in a magmatic burst
which fills as it thrills, spills prolonging from first
thirst for more as core's shaken, dream damascene chased.

Chromatic crescendo swells up as acclaim
strings harps that the Harpies translate to flock tame,
chorded canvas recorded sees wave bands extended
beyond night's horizons as light waves are bended
prismatically pure prized perfection proclaim.

28 April 2010

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Beauty is Truth, Truth Beauty - 1677 - Current Version

The poet's lyre afire responds to braid
heart's comfort to art's artistry at play
Truth Beauty, Beauty Truth John Keats would say -
Endymion - reflection which won't fade.
Beauty through the eye's beholder made
an echo of eternity which may
shine well beyond the veil where night and day
frame shadow-shapes that slip away, afraid.
Beyond time's rhyme shines Beauty as obeyed
are pattern codes diverse as snowflakes fey,
each unique however short their stay,
yet each to each conjoined as love, light weighed
Between life's lines as silk skein all adore,
Beauty's theme whose waves wash timeless shore.

Modest maiden bashful blinks,
blushing beauty cream the rose
regrets for envy's icy snows
cannot compete with light that links
across time lines as life-force flows
to ransom Time while Brahma winks.

Beauty spans life's cycle spinning through
word, deed, and act, both outer, inner, form,
may, drawn though space, enchant, and thus inform
the common mortal magic must ring true.
Beauty spirals through straight lines to cue
into life's circus circle, shine and storm,
night, day, rest play, surpass codes cuniform.
All may show glow's flow, flow's glow, renew
kaleidscope eternal which we knew
we knew before, will after know, as norm
is superceded by sensations warm
that swarm within, outside sin, rise, fall, coup
de grâce as grace folds mantle over all
reflection, echoes soul's perfection call.

(15 November 2008)

poem by Jonathan Robin
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More Than A Melody

Verse One:
In the still of a moment; my voice can be heard
So listen carefully, there music inside each word
I am the Composer, of the melody of life
So, take upon my yoke learn of me, I'll be your guiding light
I am the Director, Be part of My symphony
I speak peace unto the storms; even the winds obey Me
Let me be your song, you'll never have to walk alone
I will help carry on, carry on
Verse 2:
I am the music within the inner ear
Hearken unto my voice, I'll declare, I'll draw near
I am the rythym to every beat of your heart
And, If you'll place your trust in me I'll never ever part
So, let Me be your song, you'll never have to walk alone
I will help you carry on, onnn
Pre-chorus:
When the notes are formed(They make)
They make a special sound(the music inside the music)
The music inside the music;(It lifts me when i'm down, i'm more than)
More than the beat of time(so much more)more than the lyric more than
More than just a melody(More than just a ryhme)
More than just a rhyme; more than just a melody;come unto me
Chorus:
Ohh,ohhhhh,ohhh,ohh
ohh,ohh,ohh,oh,ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
More than just a melody(i'm your closet friend i'll be there to the end)
More than just a rhyme(Shelter in the time of the storm;you'll never
have to be alone,now)
More than just a melody(trouble won't last always when you realize
that iam)
More than just a rhyme(you won't to live each day alone because I am
more)
More than just a melody(more than just a song to sing more than the
beat moree,morree)
More than just a melody(More than anything that you can spend me on, spend me on
i am)
More than just a melody(Morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee)
More than just a melody(Yes,Yes i'm more)
More than just a melody
More than just a melody
More than just a melody
This more than a melody is off the cd entitled "More Than A Melody(Not
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Melody Cool

Lead voice by mavis staples
Ive seen a many bridges in my time and crossed every one of em
With no trouble at all (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I had trials and tribulations, heartaches and pains (well thats alright)
Survived em all baby (uh huh, say it, say it!)
Hmph, Im still melody, and Im still cool
Melody cool...
They call me melody cool (melody, melody)
I was here long before u (melody, melody)
If ure good I will love ya, (melody) but Im nobodys fool (melody)
Im melody cool
When I was born there were tidal waves (melody, melody)
Whole town went under nobody saved (melody, melody)
At every funeral it rained every time I sang
Melody cool
I have been here much longer, (melody) longer than u (melody)
Im melody cool
Well now, everybody runnin round talkin bout saving souls
When they know good and plenty well they got enough trouble
Trying to save their own
(alright, say it, say it girl)
(melody...melody...melody)
Go on, go on.
Every woman and every man (melody)
One day they just got to understand (melody)
That if we play in the same key everything will be
Melody cool
(melody, melody, melody, melody)
Whats your name? (melody, melody)
New power wave your hand, everybody sing out across the land
Say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
Say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
Everybody say hey hey hey (hey hey hey)
They call me melody cool (melody, melody, melody)
Looka here young un
Let me give u a piece of good advice, (melody)
And I do get paid for counseling
It aint no big is and little us in my life
So thats why u see they call me melody cool (melody, melody cool, melody)
I was here long before u (melody, long before u)
If ure good (melody) I will love u but Im nobodys fool (melody)
Im melody cool
(melody, melody cool, melody... long before u)

song performed by by Prince
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The Day the Piano Came

His fingers caressed the new, shiny keys, pulling out the strings
of Chopin melodies and chords that tugged at the heart.
We had never heard anything so beautiful as the gentle notes
that rolled into my ears, soft and warm. I shivered
in this warmth. It was too beautiful. This man
was a genius, bringing us this new and beautiful happiness.

That night, while everyone slept, I crept downstairs
and sat at the new piano. The smooth white glistened
under my curious fingertips. They itched to play.
This was a real piano.
I had never seen such an elegantly monstrous instrument,
and it was right here, in my house, under my fingers.
I was wrapped in bliss that night, and in the years
that followed, that silent piano brought me peace.

poem by Zoe Guillory
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“light”

Light-Light ever bright
Flood my every pore
Banish the black of night
From my very core

Light-Light ever bright
Sent from high above
Still my inner fight
Fill me with your love

Light-Light ever bright
You bring me cheer 'n joy
My heart fills with delight
I’m such a happy boy

Light-Light ever bright
Your gift to me is second sight

ROTMS

poem by Ray Lucero
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She Is Beauty's Soul

She is the lovely princess of all beauty there,
She is the reigning queen of all charms there;
Bright she looks, as fragrant white jasmine,
Of everlasting fragrance of gentle sweet smile.

Like sunshine of dawn of rising Sun she is,
Calm and pleasant, and stirs grand hopes;
She is godly spell of divine benevolence,
Goddess on throne, she radiates reverence.

She is dazzling halo of beauty's lasting spell,
Of its cosmic depth and its celestial scale;
Shock of contentment, she spills and fills around,
And subtle joy pervades in her sweet presence,

Elegant are her moves, soothing, her words,
Like the fullmoon light, she flows thro' hearts;
It's soothing love desires, uncanny sweet dreams
She inspires in soul by her lovely radiant look.

Bright are her eyes like the Sun in twain,
Profulgent of sunshine in lily-like white,
Or is it jasmine white liquesced as her eyes,
Spotless and clear, but gentle to look at.

What is true beauty, you know by her look;
She is beauty's soul, liquesced and instilled;
Her curves and shapes, gestalt and tones
Perfect in bearing, and perfect proportions.

Fluid is her beauty, deeply imbrued in nectar,
Spills divine spells wherever you look at her;
Lighted lamp, her beauty, sacred, low, slow,
Spreading pleasant light, ceaseless for aeons.

Peace in elegance is infused in her face,
Warm smile is her mark, like shine in eyes;
Silence is her front, humility is her wealth,
Gentle at her core, she mingles with all.

She is unclouded beauty, bright always,
Blossoming like flower, full of fragrance;
Pure like morning dew, she is spotless,
She is beauty's essence, extracted, instilled.

Her smile is honey milk flowing all the way,
Her smile is rose blossoming with nectar;
Twinkles in her eyes is full of dreams,
That spur her worlds to drench in colours.

She is live orchestra of rhymes and rhythms,
She is godly melody from the finest chords,
Those lines and curves in concinnity with soul
That ring live harmony and hatch that beauty.

Like fragrant flame of camphor and sandal paste,
Pleasantly mild and gentle and soothing she is;
Like milk and honey, and the nature's grand rhythms,
She is the innate harmony of beauty and charm.

She is gentle passions wrapped in concinnity,
She is selfless love liquesced in her soul,
She is sacred light that scatters darkness,
She bestows true peace and contentment on me.

She is beauty's beauty for all shapes and forms,
She makes beauty, beauty, and lights joy from it;
She is beauty's soul, its sanctum sanctorum,
Its essence, its light, spring of my happiness.

Priya is my spell of divine happiness,
Priya is my fount of beauty in the world,
And beauty is the fount that springs happiness,
Happiness is the root that sprouts all beauty.

poem by Praveen Kumar
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Children Shadows

Into the wind children voices echo’s
From near and far
Laughter of joy
Having fun in a large meadow
Linking to a empty space
The first rising of the moonlit

Night
The images of children within
The moonlit night
Vision of children playing
Around the old, old oak

Tree..
In the first rising of the moonlit
Night,
Vision of children playing within
The realms of shadows run.
In and out of the moonlit night
The children softly, softly fades
Into the night..

poem by Carolyn Sears
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Moon Goddess’s Rapture

The soft clouds of night
drift slowly across the moon
as the rhythm of the night
brings a melody of love
to the cool evening air
and kisses are stolen by lovers everywhere.

The stars dot an ebony sky
like jewels on a regal crown
while deep in the undergrowth
crickets enhance the night
as their calls mingle among
the light by a fireflies dance.

The babbling brook tells tales
to the whispering trees
of love’s romantic encounters
under the moon goddess’s rapture
that captures all in her sight
while she looks down at night.

7 August 2010

poem by David Harris
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Nightingale of Eyelashes and Dreams

Dulcet voiced chanteuse,
song birds burn and flutter from within you,
your voice soars and shines,
dispersing over the night
like a flock of phosphorescent plumes.

Sing me your melancholy melodies and
mellifluous carols of unbridled revelry,
drown me in those salty waves of your yours,
flood the void left in the stilly suburban night
with your misty eyed nocturne.

Cut my ears with your sweet accompaniment of
silver shard piano keys.
Haunt my every thought with the harp string's
wounded maudlin echoing.

I keep your torch song burning
in a tinder box beneath my pillow,
at times I suffer high fevers,
and have succumb to many
a sleepless night.
However, I do not mind:

You are my Nightingale,
nurse of my eyelashes and dreams.

For your bedside remedies,
I've become a fiend,
when your voice is clean, healthy,
sterile of woe,
it possesses pure curative qualities:

sing to me just one of your songs each night,
and I shall live, youthful and vigorous,
for a hundred more years to come.
For every kiss, each morning,
would add another year upon that.

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Walk Towards Light

We all see the light
But not all understand mean to be bright
Blind say never know what is light look like
But not mean blind doesnt know what is bright
Light make something bright, bright never make a light
When the blind say, i'm bright..yes he/she is right
Coz bright is something we feel inside
And it's a great as we see the light...
So ask your heartbeat if they have both? ? smile is the answer! _Unwritten Soul

We all can see the light
The sun is the main source
Of our world's light
We can see its light at the day
But never can we see at night
The heart is the main source of our life's light
We can see its light day and night
Because it's bright not a light
Heart's bright can also be seen
When eyes bright
When faces smile
When lovers combined
When my friend take my hand
Walk with me towards the light
Hosny Soliman

poem by hosny Soliman
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The Melody Of My Heart

my heart is on the rise
and fall
my heart's melody is as nice
than all
like the leaves
on the tree by the river

my heart is a melody
to the birds of love,
life and all that worth
as i walked the earth
with the melody
of my heart from then
and sang to my heart a melody

i explore an adventure
of the melody in my heart
and art a melody of my heart
with fingers dancing to the heart
my veins rain with melody of the heart
i feel the heart
in talk and melody
and that melody
is the melody
of my heart

my heart is a melody
to the words of a rhythm
its music from the heart
a melody of emotions,
feelings, love and death
...after all,
it is the melody of my heart

poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Bright, o bright Fedalma

Maiden crowned with glossy blackness,
Lithe as panther forest-roaming,
Long-armed Naiad when she dances
On a stream of ether floating,
Bright, o bright Fedalma!

Form all curves like softness drifted,
Wave-kissed marble roundly dimpling,
Far-off music slowly wingèd,
Gently rising, gently sinking,
Bright, o bright Fedalma!

Pure as rain-tear on a rose-leaf,
Cloud high born in noonday spotless
Sudden perfect like the dew-bead,
Gem of earth and sky begotten,
Bright, o bright Fedalma!

Beauty has no mortal father,
Holy light her form engendered,
Out of tremor yearning, gladness,
Presage sweet, and joy remembered,
Child of light! Child of light!
Child of light, Fedalma!

poem by George Eliot
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Truth â€' The Will to Know

Hope dreams chromatic showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering scope, truth's powers
help understand much missed
in studying Manâ€™s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
lifeâ€™s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrowâ€™s frieze, -
imaginationâ€™s tease.

Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within truth's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain.
Soft soul rainbow relies on,
prismatic white won't wane.

Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mindâ€™s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
is sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gift flesh,
lend wave-lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurl, truth's banner stays,
explaining causal swings
through an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Lifeâ€™s frame
mirrors far stars a-gleaming,
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal. Some exclaim
time modifies all meaning.

Yet Truth remains the same
mortality redeeming,
serves neither gold nor fame.
Bright beacon ever beaming
beyond Time's petty shame,
beckons with light rays streaming.

From falsehood flee, find fast
in truth's ruth rede refusal
of discord, strife, at last
nor bias nor recusal
holds fort, for just thoughts' cast
surpasses all perusal.

Each is of each a glow,
true echo which at first,
sounds dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as â€œTruthâ€ - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.

(2 August 1995 revised 3 September and 23 September 2009 expanded 15 January 2011 robi03_0761for previous versions see below)

I dream of coloured showers
to dissipate mind's mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand much missed
in studying Manâ€™s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Stars stringing far horizon,
translation could retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart purified from stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts need not wane.

Life's multicoloured mesh
was netted on mindâ€™s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
lent wave-lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
unfurls bright banner, stays
explaining causal swings
to an enlightened gaze,
serenity's strong rings
ignores both pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Lifeâ€™s frame
mirrors far star a-gleaming
revolving, never tame
sends light, delight flight seeming
eternal, we exclaim
time modifies all meaning.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
lifeâ€™s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrowâ€™s frieze, -
imaginationâ€™s tease.

Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as â€œTruthâ€ - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 revised 3 September 2009 and 23 September 2009
for previous version see below

I dream of coloured showers
to waft away the mist,
endowering me with powers
to understand, assist,
the study of Manâ€™s hours,
to grave from cradle kissed.

Stars strings wing far horizon,
stars pocket would retain,
within love's sphere - it lies on
heart pure that knows no stain -
moon beam soft soul relies on
while love lasts may ne'er wane.

This multicoloured mesh
was netted on mindâ€™s shelves,
but inspiration fresh
was sent by smiling elves
who to ideas gave flesh,
not wave lengths from themselves.

Past days are passed! Fresh wings
breathe beauty here that stays
to light Time as it swings
upon enlightened gaze,
â€˜tis intuitionâ€™s rings
ignoring pain and praise.

Each day brings hope, Lifeâ€™s frame
mirrors the star thats gleaming
afar and neâ€™er the same
sends light, delight that's s[tr]eeming
eternal, while the game
is played with changing meaning.

Dreams net realities
from past and future frames,
lifeâ€™s metamorphoses
invent eternal games
to gild tomorrowâ€™s frieze, -
imaginationâ€™s tease.

Each is of each a glow,
an echo which at first,
though dim, begins to grow,
and finally may burst
as â€œTruthâ€ - The Will to know -
quenches its quenchless thirst.
2 August 1995 2nd verse added 3 September 2009

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Hot This Opera

Unfold slowly...
The block,
That's got you moody tuned.

Deep from depths to leap.
As if the sipping of chablis completes.
To ease and soothe,
An increasing that is released.

Feel a mellow grow.
Combine flute and soft cellos.
Vibrato vocals lift to sing.
Altos, tenors...
Mezzo-ling.
To ooze lyrics accentuated.
Without that hip-hop 'thing'.
For some may irritate...
To satisfy a purpose baited.
But...
That's not opera!

Bravah dah dah...
Bravah dee.
Doo abba dah bah,
Bravah dee.

With strings crescendo-ed,
Lilting oboes floating.
Crisp notes heard,
As if birds are chirping.
And...
Nonstop on ears to drop.
Hot this opera.

Bravah dah dah...
Bravah dee.
Doo abba dah bah,
Bravah dee.

With strings crescendo-ed,
Lilting oboes floating.
Crisp notes heard,
As if birds are chirping.
And...
Nonstop on ears to drop.
Hot this opera.

Hot,
This opera.

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When feelings fail to flabbergast

WHEN FEELINGS FAIL TO FLABBERGAST
Future today, tomorrow: past,
love's piper must be paid at last,
where two's no longer company
one's crowded out, one too many
fights pseudo superfluity
self-confidence at sea, aghast.

Too late is hell. Seek, rather, fast
to try new track, exile, outcast
unworthy partner, fake. Break free
from falsehood lacking harmony's
far better far than fragility
stretched out by thin elastoplast.

Life's boat cannot advance half-mast,
an appetite scorns cold repast,
‘alone’ keeps credibility
preparing for fresh melody
by banishing futility
when feelings fail to flabbergast.

Causal love-links multicast
play games, dream’s downfall seemed forecast
to herald heartbreak threnody
yet somehow primes rhyme’s melody,
prime-time until eternity
mocks mortal bombast vain as vast.

3 March 2010
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Strings Of My Heart

On the keys of a piano,
your fingers play upon the strings of my heart.
Such music fills my soul,
with your sweet notes.

You are the central 'essence' of me,
although we are, so far apart.

Your love vibrates with clarity,
as if a great concerto, is playing, in some vast auditorium.

A symphony floats within my head,
and I hear this 'love' of yours,
it plays my tunes,
and resounds around my 'staccato' afternoons.

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Dust to Dust We Go

DUST TO DUST WE GO

Dawn saw fame borne away to flame no more
Undone our time, light's boon, for dust bests fun -
Sun's one hour rhyme, - night's soon sure, rust rests run.
Torn core, aims shorn, waylays true name so poor.
Thorn store shames born day's plays, few claim crow - chore
Once spun power mimes fight, loon scores crust, jest done.
Dunce - shun tower chimes' rite, noon whores' lust, gest stun.
Unpure frame, worn, frays, pays - too tame, shows flaw.
Scorn pour, lame mourn, praise phase new, game grows bore,

Turns tunnel dower, limelight’s floor just crest dun.
Won shone flower rimes, trite croon caw bust, Quest? none!
End: forlorn blame gaze stays acclaim, slows roar.
Glory for soul, some say life sends gold key,
Or we poor, sole, dumb pray strife ends, goal flee.

28 April 2009 Acrostic Sonnet DUST TO DUST WE GO

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NOTES:
Rhyme ABBA ABBA ABBA CC

most syllables in A lines rhyme with corresponding syllables in other A lines
most syllables in B lines rhyme with corresponding syllables in other B lines
final couplet all syllables rhyme

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Well Take The Night

Roy orbison/will jennings/j.d.souther
Baby its hard sometimes to wake and face this life everyday.
Sometimes its bad enough to stop and through the good all away.
Tonight lets put the world aside and let go toghether.
The night is one place we can hide in each others arms.
Dream on forever.
Come on baby,and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is right.
Dreams are shining in a magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me,oh well take the night.
Baby, well take the night.
Look up and let the night unfold.
Hold on to the feeling.
Reach out and let it touch your soul.
And give in to love,love is believing.
Come on baby,and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is right.
Dreams are shining in a magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me,oh well take the night.
If everystar should fall.
And tomorrow lose all meaning.
We would still have had it all.
Its locked away inside our hearts.
There for the dreaming.
Come on baby,and well tale the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is bright.
Dreams are shining in the magic light.
Come with me,oh well take the night.
You and me, oh well take the night.
Come on baby, and well take the night.
While the stars are willing and the moon is bright.
Dream are shining in a magic light.
Come with me, oh well take the night.
You and me,yeah well take the night.

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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