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Best Poems About / On MUSIC
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Travel Haiku - Moab Music Festival
Moab Music Festival
the music reverberates too
in the valleys of our heart
Moab Music Festival
the canyons swim in my eyes
the songs my ears
Moab Music Festival
my ears travel with the songs
my eyes the canyons
For sheer beauty, it's hard to top the natural amphitheater of the red rock canyons that surround Moab, Utah. During the Moab Music Festival in early September, listen to chamber music, classical, jazz, opera, and folk music from France and Latin America featured at six venues around the region, including ones that line the Colorado River. This is the festival's last week, so grab a blanket to sit on and a camera to snap the beautiful surroundings.
john tiong chunghoo
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When.
Music when sound becomes hollow.
When sun turns to storm.
When earth begins to quake.
Screams echo in Summer breeze.
Laughter floats away on the waves.
Music when silence becomes deafening.
Music when dry eyes start to cry.
Music when dreams turn to nightmares.
Music when calamity turns to chaos.
When clear minds cloud.
When loving heart break.
When children never exist.
When words are never spoken.
Music when sound becomes hollow.
Music when soft voices die.
Jessica Wetzel
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Turlough Carolan
He was blind and illiterate that much of him we know
And still his music is with us from centuries ago
He had creative genius and his genius still shine through
A rare gem Turlough Carolan one of the chosen few.
The harper of the county Meath in music live today
His music known around the World in Countries far away
And Carolan's concerto still very much alive
The only test of genius is when their work survive.
The only test of genius is when their work live on
For centuries and centuries when they are dead and gone
And Carolan has passed that test a name to celebrate
His music live three hundred years the genius of the great.
A son of peasant parents and destined to be poor
And though addicted to alcohol his genius remained pure
I like that saying it says it all 'can't keep a good man down'
And the name of Turlough Carolan was destined for renown.
I just switched on the radio to hear the D.J. say
This is a tune from Ireland from Ireland far away
Carolan's farewell to music, oh let the music play
The music of the harper the harper lives today.
Francis Duggan
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Music
Music touches you the most,
It refreshes you with its serenity.
Be it Do, Re, Me or Sa, Re, Ga, Ma,
Music is the soul of life.
Nothing is as divine as music.
It comes from within
And expresses joys and sorrows
Which reside in the heart.
World is full of music,
Each unique and sweet.
Whether chirping of birds, rustling of wind,
Roar of waves or the music of dolphins.
If music is not a part of life,
It would become a walk on knife.
So listen to music always,
And live some cheerful days.
.Pd. is here
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