Solo - Sasha Dordzijev

                                                     Solo

                                            Simple    Shy

                                    Timid     Repetitive    Calm

                          Short Phrases      Low        Quiet

            Stronger        Complex Phrases       Original      Unique

Faster      Harmonic      Loud       High Pitched       Spectacular      Powerful

                                                      Solo

                                                        

                                                    

My Music Poem - Courtney-bowers57

So here is yet another poem about music. Found this poem on tabblo.com. Unfortunately, I can't give you guys the name of the author, since I found it on a website, but I can give you her ( im assuming this) nick which is Courtney-bowers57. So without further delay, here is the poem, titled: My Music Poem

A soft sweet, sound from deep within our souls, 
Expressed in a most different way. 
An indescribable sound descending from our hearts, 
Seems it has something to say.

An unpredictable sound conveying love and peace, 
Revealed from deep inside, 
A wave of emotion expressed through song 
So free it seems it has nothing to hide.

An unwinding of feelings, felt deep in the heart, 
Always present in every way.
A sound that is sacred and precious, 
That can never be taken away.

So, if you guys haven't guessed already, this poem describes music and how it starts from feelings deep down inside from your soul and expressed outwardly in the beautiful form of music. And as a decent musician I can tell you that the way you feel at the moment you are playing influences alot about how and what you play. And I don't just mean the type of music you play or the song you play, although that is often true. If you play one song 20 times in  year, every time it will be different, mirroring you're emotions at the time you were playing it. Even if you play the same notes 20 times, they will still be different. And this poem beautifully reflects that.

So now, more about this poem: obviously the rhyme scheme is ABAB CDCD EFEF. One of the things that is very though out about this poem is that it definetly has a rhythm. This poem doesnt necesarrily have an iambic beat, but it nicely has a 10 8 10 8 syllable in the stanzas, giving it a definite and puposeful rhyme. This poem appeals to your sense of emotion, mostly through sound. Many literary devices were used, mostly similes and metophors, like "wave of emotion expressed through song" and some personifications " An indescribable sound descending from our hearts, ". The author uses repetition of the word "sound", accenting the significance of the word and creating a sense of ending in the last two lines of the poem. Overall, a nice, well thought out poem. 

New Blog

Hey guys, a new blog is starting up called musical poetry. I will be posting and discussing poems about music. Through this blog, I hope to encourage you to listen to and play music and hopefully entertain you and "wash away from your soul the dust of everyday life" - Berthrold Auerbach 

“Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul.”  

The Strange Music by G. K. Chesterton

Other loves may sink and settle, other loves may loose and slack,
But I wander like a minstrel with a harp upon his back,
Though the harp be on my bosom, though I finger and I fret,
Still, my hope is all before me: for I cannot play it yet.

In your strings is hid a music that no hand hath e'er let fall,
In your soul is sealed a pleasure that you have not known at all;
Pleasure subtle as your spirit, strange and slender as your frame,
Fiercer than the pain that folds you, softer than your sorrow's name.

Not as mine, my soul's annointed, not as mine the rude and light
Easy mirth of many faces, swaggering pride of song and fight;
Something stranger, something sweeter, something waiting you afar,
Secret as your stricken senses, magic as your sorrows are.

But on this, God's harp supernal, stretched but to be stricken once,
Hoary time is a beginner, Life a bungler, Death a dunce.
But I will not fear to match them-no, by God, I will not fear,

I will learn you, I will play you and the stars stand still to hear.

This poem very accurattely reflects the feelings that a beginner at any instrument feels when he first holds an instrument in his hand. The excitement of learning to play it, the dreams of crowds of people listening to you play beautiful music, and the fear of being embarrassed. I know these feelings myself from personal experience from playing guitar. You see someone play beautifully and seemingly easy, then you pick up your own instrument and get muffled unsure notes, and you wonder if you'll ever play like that. 

This is a higly structured poem, and you can tell that the author had spent alot of time working on it. The rhyme scheme is ABAB, and there is a very definite iambic beat with 15 beats per line all the way through the poem, giving it a steady rhythm. Lots of imagery used, and example would be "the stars will stand to hear". This poem mostly appeals to your sense of emotion, trying to portray the feelings of a new musician and has alot of deep meaning inside the poem.

"In your soul is sealed a pleasure that you have not known at all;
Pleasure subtle as your spirit, strange and slender as your frame,
Fiercer than the pain that folds you, softer than your sorrow's name."