Eighty and Eight, Pure and Straight
How stark the black and white,
wrong or right, dark or light…
Is it just the keys,
playing what she sees,
pretty as you please…
or is every single note
that someone else has wrote
a message to connote?
Lingering concert scenes,
imparted messages
forgotten soon as seen,
black and white, so pristine…
How stark the black and white,
wrong or right, dark or light…
Is it just the keys,
playing what she sees,
pretty as you please…
or is every single note
that someone else has wrote
a message to connote?
Lingering concert scenes,
imparted messages
forgotten soon as seen,
black and white, so pristine…
is that all the music means?
9 comments:
Well, here you are pouring your heart out in poetry and where is everyone? It's beautiful! Bravo!
Outstanding, I can hear the
music in this.
Note after note
like a waterfall.
kay lee
I felt the keys on the piano bounce around, as the words soon followed.
It's really good-- makes me wish my writing wasn't horrendous.
Poetry from Bob! You've made my day! I like this study into it and questions pondered. More poetry to come, I'm hoping.
damn... i am over here giving voice to "mountain william" and you are writing this???? did you ever see the movie freaky friday???? uh oh....
Thank you all... especially Paisley, for the kick in the pants.
Your language matches the music - a master always selects their instrument and medium - well done and thanks
I want to shout 'Arpeggio! Brava!' but I'm not sure if arpeggio is a music term or a series of small, related islands.
Do you play, then?
Harry-- I'm terribly flattered, of course, but I should remind you that even a blind pig finds an acorn from time to time.
amuirin-- Go ahead and shout it... all my friends will consider you exotic, even though they won't have the foggiest notion of what you just shouted. Oh, and, by the way? An 'arpeggio' is small, related group of chords that take on the appearance of an archipelago. Heehee... Arpeggio!
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