Prisoners in Black and White MAG

June 2, 2008
By Kiersten Wones, Mason, OH

There is a piano carved into every heart,
made with black and white keys,
a place where the freedom of color is lost
and the music is unbearably beautiful,
for every heart fades
in the melody of memory.
Every time a strong and fragile note is struck
we become stuck
in the knowledge we were never supposed to have;
accidentally informed
and let down
to discover that love
is a prisoner of circumstance.
So cast your stones at me
for having the naïveté –
or the courage –
to dream,
to reach for, to scream
for the moment just beyond
the fingertips of my soul
that will make the music run cold
and freeze in my ears,
for I don’t want to hear
every story retold.
Cast your stones at me
and I’ll say that I don’t want to hear,
but I do,
for I need that faint glimpse of your face,
and the piano that is played
in the black and white place
is played by you.


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CeceE14 BRONZE said...
on Feb. 21 2015 at 9:38 pm
CeceE14 BRONZE, Rosemount, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
"No."

OMG. Sup breath taking. I love the melody - memory line. Keep writing! You're great!

on Sep. 17 2011 at 4:38 am
IAmWhoIWantToBe PLATINUM, Manila, Other
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Favorite Quote:
‎"I’m learning how to drown out the constant noise that is such an inseparable part of my life. I don’t have to prove anything to anyone. I only have to follow my heart and concentrate on what I want to say to the world: I run my world." - Beyoncé

This is great and I like the imagery and metaphor!

lajecel31 said...
on Jul. 9 2009 at 10:24 pm
lajecel31, Detroit, Michigan
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omg..this was so beautifully written

just amazing


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