a melody

September 11, 2010
By classicStara PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
classicStara PLATINUM, Potomac, Maryland
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On the keys
my fingers swing,
and when they trigger the music,
I close my eyes,
and l lose myself to a song.

The problems start to blend,
and my fingers sweep the piano,
suddenly brushing the world away.

I don't need the sheets, or the notes.
my hands just stream everywhere,
and the music soothes my heart.

But the song ends, and my hands stop.
That beautiful piece escapes

And everything comes flooding back.



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on Oct. 5 2010 at 7:45 pm
Thesilentraven PLATINUM, Mableton, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
"il piu nell' uno," (according to Emerson, an Italian expression for beauty)

"Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality" ~Emily Dickinson

"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain"
~Kahlil Gibran

Goodness! You wrote down that event so well; I'm familiar with it, too. I love the passion that you articulated and how music just possesses you. The last line finished off the piece miraculously. Very well done!


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