My name is Adam Hayes. I am a college student studying Vocal Performance at Austin Peay State University in Clarksville, TN. My main instrument was piano for a long time, and I still play a lot, hence my name - I am focused on becoming an opera tenor as of now, however. I am also a member of Phi Mu Alpha. Hail, Sinfonia!
Thanks to everyone who comments on my poems! I appreciate it very much.
Thanks to everyone who comments on my poems! I appreciate it very much.
- Last seen on Oct 3 9:28 AM. Member since February 20, 2007.
- I am a 19 year old man from Tennessee (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a tenor, choir member, compoer, pianist, and student.
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/adamhayes
- I have 70 comments, 15 archived poems
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- Soliloquy on Hope at allpoetry
Hope / What is your nature? / Why must you continue to die and be reborn? / You are like ancient methods of torture; / The slow drip foreshadowing insanity, / Never suffering the heart to sleep; / Silently bashing - Love's Myth at allpoetry
When, as the moonlight spreads / Over the still night, / I ponder love's sweet ventures, / Those journeys of the heart / Unknown to all except myself, / I look back to myths of ages past. / / Such myths of the - A Puff of Smoke and the Raising of a Glass at allpoetry
A puff of smoke and the raising of a glass,
All for a few moments of pleasure...
We know what we do, yet we care not.
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JennyInTheMirror : Hello mosior! on March 4Hi Mr. Opera Tenor singer man! Happy to know you, much so, agree. I hope to see you around!
Jenny
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on On Contempt for Compassion by Piano Guy, on February 22We definitely struggle with titles as poets... If there were one word to describe the main idea of this one, I would simply call it that, but there's not just one word. "Contempt for Compassion" is the subject of the poem - It's about being the recipient of hate and disrespect when I try to be there for others whose problems I may not have experienced. It's a terrible feeling when you try to help someone, and you get burned in the end. That's what this one is about.
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on my lost madonna by Kiddy, on February 22I enjoyed reading this very much! Your words flow brilliantly here. Alliteration here and there colors the poem along with some nice imagery. The last line haunts me - is longs to explore an entire world, but is confined to the earth. It adds a nice, effective final statement to an already wonderful poem! Good work!
