Poems about singing capture this universal art form’s joy, expression, and power. These verses praise the human voice and its ability to convey emotions, tell stories, and connect people.
Poets often explore the transformative impact of music and singing, highlighting its capacity to uplift spirits and heal souls. These poems may portray singing as a means of self-expression, a celebration of culture, or a source of solace during challenging times.
Whether singing in solitude or in harmony with others, these poems celebrate the beauty of voices raised in song.
‘The Singer Will Not Sing’ by Maya Angelou describes a woman whose harmonies can’t escape from between her sealed lips.
A benison given. Unused,
No angels promised,
wings fluttering banal lies
behind their sexlessness. No
‘The Singers’ by Eavan Boland is a unique poem that discusses the act of finding joy and expression in the midst of adversity.
The women who were singers in the West
lived on an unforgiving coast.
I want to ask was there ever one
moment when all of it relented--
‘The Cry’ by Federico García Lorca is a moving poem that illustrates the mystic but immensely tangible effect that song can have on the individual.
The ellipse of a cry
travels from mountain
to mountain.
‘That Music Always Round Me’ by Walt Whitman is a beautiful poem that melds together the poet’s democratic worldview with a rapt appreciation for individual beauty.
That music always round me, unceasing, unbeginning, yet long untaught I did not hear,
But now the chorus I hear and am elated,
‘Upon Julia’s Face’ by Robert Herrick is beautiful poem that tries to capture the speaker’s adoration for the voice of a woman they love and admire.
So smooth, so sweet, so silv'ry is thy voice
As, could they hear, the damn'd would make no noise,
But listen to thee, walking in thy chamber,
Melting melodious words to lutes of amber.
‘The Way to Sing’ by Helen Hunt Jackson is a touching poem that gleans an altruistic purpose in the music shared by birds.
The birds must know. Who wisely sings
Will sing as they;
The common air has generous wings.
Songs make their way.
Walt Whitman’s poetic prose, ‘I hear America Singing’, free-flows with vibrancy, energy, and sheer respect for working class members of America.
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
In Hardy’s ‘The Darkling Thrush,’ a desolate winter landscape symbolizes the decline of human civilization, while a Thrush song imbues hope for the future.
I leant upon a coppice gate
When Frost was spectre-grey,
And Winter's dregs made desolate
The weakening eye of day.
William Blake’s poem, ‘Holy Thursday,’ was first published in 1789. It was included in a poetry collection called ‘Songs of Innocence’.
‘Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
The children walking two and two in red and blue and green:
Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow,
Till into the high dome of Paul’s they like Thames waters flow.
‘Clear and Gentle Stream’ reminisces by a stream, blending nostalgia with the tranquil flow of cherished memories.
Clear and gentle stream !
Known and loved so long,
That hast heard the song,
And the idle dream
The fourth poem of ‘The Fisherman’s Invocation’ discusses how people can be brought together through their traditions.
Let's dance with feet
that yesterday knows
and sing with voice
that breaks into tomorrow
‘One For Sorrow’ it’s an old English nursery rhyme that playfully interprets magpies (a type of bird) as signs of the future.
One for sorrow,
Two for joy,
Three for a girl,
Four for a boy,
‘Songs for the People’ is a poem that espouses a hopeful belief in music’s ability to bring peace both to individuals and the world around them.
Let me make the songs for the people,
Songs for the old and young;
Songs to stir like a battle-cry
Wherever they are sung.
‘A Crowned Poet’ by Anne Reeve Aldrich describes the various types of happiness that exist in the world and how different they can be from one another.
In thy coach of state
Pass, O King, along:
He no envy feels
To whom God giveth song.
‘A River’ by A.K. Ramanujan focuses on the Madurai River, how it has been depicted by poets throughout time, and brings the suffering that exists along its banks to the reader’s attention.
In Madurai,
city of temples and poets,
who sang of cities and temples,
every summer