Sidney Lanier (1842-81), himself a distinguished flutist, was also a creator of music in poetry. Only the first two and last stanzas of the poem are reproduced here owing to length. See how he does it through poetic devices. The analysis at the foot of the poem may help you.

A rather amateur poem of mine.

A mood poem, twilight, dusk, rain,trains, dog smell, ferns,

Much more do I prefer the sweet singing of birds in the woods and quaint bluebells in their hoods…