Musician

December 18, 2010
By Melliana SILVER, Ware Shoals, South Carolina
Melliana SILVER, Ware Shoals, South Carolina
7 articles 0 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." - Sylvia Plath


The church is bare. The desolate pews groan silently beneath the weight of the impatient ghosts. They shake their feet, wiggle their toes and twiddle their thumbs, waiting for something to happen. Soft white light flows and flutters around us, within us; bounces back from every solid surface, strokes our glowing faces tenderly.

Oh, if only the ghosts could see.

But somehow, I know they can hear their surroundings talk.

The shiny stage sighs with each footstep. The mahogany bench curses as the musician seats himself. The grand piano greets him warmly.

I can hear everything. I can hear the lights breathe and the floor twinkle. Everything has suddenly come to life in this empty place.

But he can't see me.

He strokes the keys affectionately. They are porcelain. He must be gentle so as not to break them.

Music swirls in the air. The winking lights twinkle brighter, shine louder. The windows smile. The walls block the beauty from being released into a most tainted atmosphere.

No, that would ruin everything.

The piano's sweet sound swells and envelops me in warmth and comfort. I turn green with envy and jealousy, blush scarlet with affection.

The ghosts bow their heads in reverence to the musician, in prayer. They are silent, eerily still, absorbing the music. They become solid. They are given new life, born again to walk among the living.

I myself stand alone in the corner of the chapel. I breathe the music,

Feel it flow through me like a warm summer breeze.

It ends.

The musician stands and bows to who he thinks is no one.

The ghosts give him a standing ovation.

He stands upright, tears rolling down his olive face.

In that instant,
I am in love.


The author's comments:
When I wrote this, I was sitting in a dim church sanctuary, listening to my friend play piano after his recital. No one was there but he and I along with a few others. I feel that it is a truly beautiful piece and it depicts very real emotion toward his music.

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on Jul. 12 2011 at 7:58 pm
Melliana SILVER, Ware Shoals, South Carolina
7 articles 0 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." - Sylvia Plath

Thanks for the compliments! As far as grammar goes, I'm an English major. I cannot STAND when someone uses grammar incorrectly. I can't bring myself to do it, even when writing informally. It's the biggest pet peeve I have.

on Jul. 12 2011 at 7:57 pm
Melliana SILVER, Ware Shoals, South Carolina
7 articles 0 photos 11 comments

Favorite Quote:
"And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt." - Sylvia Plath

Thanks! :)

on Jul. 11 2011 at 11:11 pm
Garnet77 PLATINUM, Sinagpore, Other
31 articles 6 photos 578 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Everything's a triangle." ~ My mother

"Write what you love, write what you care about, because sometimes, it's the easiest way to be heard."

This. Is. Amazing. I love the diction you used. It was so perfect for the tone of the piece. The fact that it was in present tense also led to a very calm and thoughtful story, and I could feel as well as see everything you described. I love music, so I know exactly what you mean, though I'm not sure I would have been able to describe it so wonderfully. You've done a great job with this! :)

on Jul. 11 2011 at 10:07 pm
CarrieAnn13 GOLD, Goodsoil, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." --Douglas Adams

"The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane." --Marcus Aurelius

This is a great desription of an empty place filled with the beauty of music!  I like how you mention the ghosts too.  Usually I can find a spelling or grammar mistake in someone's work, but I can't find a single one in your work.  Excellent job!


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