Scarlet HallBy Jaden Gragg
Hearing the phantom calls of the organ,
And the soft murmur of the church choir,
Awakened from sleep with a feeling she couldn’t describe,
She got out of bed and followed it outside.
A careful mist lay over her small town, a light shield of protection.
Normandy, music & lyrics byBy Phil Roach
A soldier dies on the battlefield on a beach in Normandy just barely old enough to shave and
just off papas knee buried in the ground with theses final words
Dear ma and pa im doin fine here overseas I send my love from me and John and the
The Song WithinBy Emy Blake
The lovely tune sounding brilliantly through the air
Wonderful feelings as the clear notes catch
The song shines and gleams, its rays golden and fair
Who We AreBy Blaire Ginsburg
Who dares to enter such a realm?
Escaping with the waking flutter,
Living on bated breath
And translucent promises of
A world all your own;
A world anew.
The WorkstationBy Steven McPherson
“Click Clack Clickity Clackity Click Click Clack”
The Blue Switch Thermaltake Poseidon Z Mechanical Keyboard speaks a special language to me
A language that is only understood by a certain herd of people
Me & the MusicBy Ella Graham
The curtain rises,
anxiety and nervousness,
but the nerves vanish.
The lights hit me,
a warm and incomparable sensation.
Lines once memorized,
Few moments of panic are gone,
it’s just me and the music.
The MelodyBy Saadia Siddiqua
Standing alone, solo
In the darkest shadows
She would pour her forte emotion into piano whispers
Although she is afraid now, her goal never blurs
elegance and harmonyBy Anonymous
my fingers rest above the piano
and their shadows trace my presence
upon its ivory white keys. i
inhale, my fingers rising gently, and i
exhale, pushing into the keys,
ringing several notes at a time.
if i press with more force, i’ll bring about
the world of songBy Alice Crist
The world of song is like a gentle stroke of a paint brush on a canvas creating what ever beautiful creation you desire.
Ode to SaxophoneBy Ali Robinson
I awaken you from your slumber,
as I slide you out of your safe, velvet bed.
I ask you to help me play the tunes
that dance around in my head.
I taste the sweet cleanser that resides on your reed,
as I dampen it,
oh, ever so carefully.