Patricia Wulf Poems
- Shakespearian Sonnet Of Music First there is a faint humming ...
- Autumn: Wind And Leaves Ceaselessly, the air becomes ...
- Fly Me Away Fly me away, Raven, fly me away To some far-off ...
- Cathedral Cloisters I behold the majestic ruins of a ...
- 'My Imaginary Garden' From 4th...
- Emily's Looking Glass As I gaze into a looking glass, ...
- Ebony Night On one brumous, ebony night, (though still ...
In some of my free time I really love creative writing and making wonderful poems. I get much of my inspiration from nature and experiences I've had with my family, as I live in the far Northwest. I also love designing and making quilts and sewing clothes for myself and making stuffed animals for my little sister. Someday I really hope to make a book of all my quilts and also of all the poems I will have created. But meanwhile I'll be going to school and will learn to be a pharmacist and, subsequently, a cabinetmaker. more »
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Shakespearian Sonnet Of Music
First there is a faint humming in the air.
As, serenely, the notes fly high then low,
a “tripelet” here and a half note there,
with pleasant ease lyrics begin to flow.
As ev'ry measure builds upon the last,
elegant harmonies begin to form.
Like the sweeping silk the spider has cast,
bass and treble intertwine in freeform.
Each movement contrasts with and compliments
the previ'us as if to laugh in disdain!
Majestic, then humorous, then it laments;
adagio to presto and back again.
All songs have their own personalities,
but of music ...