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Each Note of a Piano
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Each Note of a Piano |
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rambling_words Junior Member
since 2003-10-29
Posts 44London, Ontario, Canada |
Sadness surrounds me in this room of darkness A piano plays dusting its keys off with ghost fingers Each note is an old memory Of a face I loved Of a place I lived Towns of strangers afraid to meet a drifter's eyes Full of amazement as the hot air balloons took flight Like the free bird he wished to be Those days are gone like these days of summer Fading into the changing colours of autumn Where green-eyed girls become a blue-eyed boys dream The muse for a lost poet Standing on the edge of nothing looking for everything In an atmosphere of every changing satellites Spinning out of control like his regrets Crashing into this dark room tonight Where a candle fills the void in absence of a light Flickering in the echoes that come off the stereo Whispering voices that fade as the piano dies. |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Wow, John! This was a fabulous piece of writing which was so much enjoyed by this reader. "A true poet speaks from the heart and touches the soul" Take care..........Sue I am in motion |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I know those keys... and I've seen that young man... as I have green eyes. You made me think of some time ago and of certain people. Thank you very much for that. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
John~ WOW ! This is as fine a read as I'll find today~ I just like the all of it~ Notes of reminisce ... lovely~ Welcome to Passions~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
My goodness, you certainly can set the tone to create a mood. Wow! Your talent is very evident with this write, my fellow Ontarian! You make me proud!  These are a few of the many lines that really made me stand up and take notice! ~ * A piano plays dusting its keys off with ghost fingers Each note is an old memory * Towns of strangers afraid to meet a drifter's eyes * The muse for a lost poet Standing on the edge of nothing looking for everything Gosh, yer gooooood! HHH Linda  No tricks! Just treats!  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yeah, I know what you mean *sigh* |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
rambling words I've heard my old piano played that way too...the memory is sad, but also feels good. Thank you for bringing it back to me. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Fading into the changing colours of autumn Where green-eyed girls become a blue-eyed boys dream The muse for a lost poet Standing on the edge of nothing looking for everything You hit the key notes so well. Love the sound of this, as well as the piano playing in the background. Fabulous poem rw~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Incredible piece of writing here John. Much enjoyed! ~Hugs & Smiles, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Magicmystery Senior Member
since 2002-02-13
Posts 821Windsor, Ontario, Canada |
I give this one two thumbs up... I was given over to remembering my own piano... growing up... and being there thru many moves... many places.... being there like an old friend.... each chipped key, each scratch on the wooden surface.... and the time my mother broke off the hammer on the F# key frustrated about not getting a song right.... forced me to learn most of what I play by ear to this day in the key of E-flat ... now I'm rambling... but that is what your poem did for me. Well Written and enjoyed. Sherry |
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