#harp
Your heart is a harp:
Like sweet serene melodies
Let your feelings flow.
~ Poetictouch
May 8
May 8, 2026 at 6:10 PM UTC
my lover equates me with my favorite instrument;
running his fingers down the strings of my flesh,
building tension and release as he sees fit.
the movement of our lips almost quantized
to match each other’s harmony.
every taste he acquires from me is
another texture added to his collection of sounds.
I want to let him know
that he can learn me to my very core
and play me to his heart’s content
like a cherub playing the harp
as he ascends the heavens.
May 7, 2024
May 7, 2024 at 3:13 AM UTC
Our fingers pluck the Sun's watery rays
Our ears glean rippling flam
Our salt infused nose breathes the accolade
Our eyes know no maxima
Our toes caressed by raining kelp
Our hesitations entering chromatic depths
Ourn Hash tag # to step to greatness
Our nuances trampling neckly disquiet
Ourie caesura becalmed
Ours to start swimming
Our mind surfs the trills
Ourselves at one with the sea
Apr 12, 2023
Apr 12, 2023 at 6:55 AM UTC
I'll never talk about what it's not, but I'll tell you what it is
It's the jaw harps sound, clear as spring water in open mouths
It's an echo clear in a budding clearing
And clear enjoyment in the crinkling eyes of a crying wish
And as for my old mentor, his name was Kitten Lips
Because he purrrrrred when he performed on it
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 6:48 PM UTC
With poets' sinew, the dream I have will be
played like a harp until I wake.
Until the time comes
I hope one day...
the elixir that remains
in my mouth will last
until death comes.
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC
The voice,
that dances amongst
the beating chambers
of your heart strings,
the harp’s tune;
now tickled,
notes reach
their staff to
descend
upon
their
bass.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 3:00 PM UTC
Liquid silk drips from my fingers
My thirty eager fingers
Playing thirty eager chords
on my white and sprawling harp
Plucking at the strings
Like threads fine
silver and white
they shine
(it is night)
It is night and the world is dark
but for glimmering on my harp a single light
lamp like spotlight, hot overhead
i stretch my toes where they balance me on the ropes
sitting by cold glass
i watch the word go by
with my eight beady eyes
and wait for that promising fly
(it is night)
It is night and the word is still
but for my fingers plucking at the strings
of a heart-harp-home, contrast to my dark-clothed figure
silhouetted in the windowsill where i have a woven a tiny, quiet song
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 10:00 PM UTC
The symptom of an income
Harboring distrust
Bank accounts and whereabouts
Shoulder nod
Another facade
A deadly game we play
Forever young and steady
Regardless of the say
Can we talk tomorrow
It's better just that way
Sep 11, 2018
Sep 11, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
What goes on in your glowing head
when you sit in front of your harp
eyes wide shut your fingers thread
and pluck, syncing with our heart
the way you majestically play
fills my ears with angelic tones
stunned, I can't look away
from your heavenly flowing bones
Harp forged from Hephaestus' gold
pluck and pick easy as a river's flow
soft harmonies of Philip Glass enfold
and just for a moment, forgotten woes
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 3:51 PM UTC
Wedding bells in mind
Play the harp with all her heart
Answering fortune
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 9:03 AM UTC
A heart shaped harp.
Sits in the room.
Mirrors displaying each side of the harp, on each side of the heart.
The darkness fell on one side.
The light on the other.
As my heartstrings sowed hands of silk and thorns.
As I play the harp in the quiet room,
The light formed flowers,
The darkness formed thorns.
But all in all.
It made me.
It all adds up to a perfect plan.
To a beautiful flower it blooms.
So the darkness and pain played a part and so did the gloom.
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
h a r p
A lady that grew into a devil
With strong features and strong hands
Expected to be playing around with keys
Taunting all the life out
Sat still, dressed in white
Looking like an goddess against the flames
Plucking the strings of an angel's harp
And the strings of a hopeless heart
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
A concrete angel
runs her fingers through
silver strings.
Lose yourself
in the depth of her
sad blue eyes.
She glides over
streams of restless arms,
an empyrean light
flying through umbran
constellations.
She is neither
deaf nor numb to
their pain as her harp
sings with sweet sadness.
As she wonders...
How strange and sad it is
that death gives peace
more than life ever did.
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 7:53 AM UTC
All those who die move in grace.
They move strumming a harp,
in divine orchestration.
All those who die move elegantly.
They resonate with angels,
in grand celebration.
All those who die move reborn
proclaiming greatness with song
as they fly in peace....
playing harp of light for God and Soul.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 9:50 AM UTC
Capture my love with a harp and a bow
Sing high for my heart
but to shoot me, aim low.
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 4:35 PM UTC
I can't hold a harp
And mourn;
For the strings are too weak to bear,
The strain.
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
he is so cold hearted
stealing her sweetness
making her tears fall hard
like hail in an ice storm
Iike cigar smoke he envelopes
her air stealing her breath
a bad habit she can't break
she curve around him
like a beautiful harp
while he plays that song
that breaks her heart
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 12:40 AM UTC
Love is the way the sun
plays the golden harp of
the Earth,
one million strings at once,
as it sets and lights the horizon's-
hills ablaze.
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
The way you play your harp,
effortlessly weaving your fingers
through those nylon strings
is oh so captivating.
The firm hold you have on your instrument,
secure, yet light enough,
being careful not to break
the mahogany frames.
The heedful ears you have,
used to listen to the echoing sounds,
your harp makes in response to
even the slightest flick of your finger.
The beautifully composed melody,
brought forth by the
dissonance and resolution
of the sweetest sounds I’ve ever known.
Wherever did you get the practice?
Perhaps it was from toying with my heart.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 11:57 PM UTC
Chained in the dark ocean
No life no sun no clouds no moon
Nothing there but darkness and gloom
Sinking into maddens I claw myself
If pain is what keeping me sane
What else is there for me to gain?
I want to break free
I want to be carefree
I’m I shouting, or I am I weeping?
As my head starts to kneel
Accepting fate for what it wants to be?
I hear a song, and sound that slowly appears
I squinting my eyes and look as far as I can see
Suddenly this angel appears magically in front of me
Her enchanting smile caught me by surprise
Who ever thought this heart could beat again?
White warmness all around her
Bring life into this fragile body of mine
She had Aquarius gems that were her eyes
Drowning in them
Her voice was singing
Her harp reached out
Her songs and arms warp around me
She broke me out, she made me shout
She was my angel that illuminated my world for me
Her genuine honest and good heart
Kissed me back to life
She is an angel, drowned in the bottom of the pool
She is that chick that is just too cool
People mistaken her for a fool
But if you close enough you’ll notice
That she is a jewel
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 10:45 PM UTC
tonight i explained to a child
why my lover let me go.
he told me he never loved me
because if he had, he would have stayed.
i explained to him that love is
giving up your entire universe,
even exposing your soul to a black hole,
to make their lives better.
i had to turn away a sobbing angel
on my doorstep to remove him from
my toxicity.
i begged a god to come back down to earth for an hour
only to realize he would be happier among the stars
than among the sheep.
you give up love to improve the life of the one you love.
i still drive down the same paths the angel flew down
and i still play the harp the god left me
love is selfless and beautiful
but it is painful and
you must be strong.
(r.e.)
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC