Beethoven
Blessed is the world because of Beethoven's music.
Escaping pain, he played piano for his father.
Enduring, to avoid the wrath of the nightstick,
Transforming musical style; never mediocre.
Hopelessly in love with his “Immortal Beloved”
Overtaken by deafness, he composed with fervor.
Victorious, despite disability…patience.
Evermore an eccentric, music played in his head.
Never quitting, he immortalized perseverance.
© November 6, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
FORM: Acrostic with rhyme
Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: ANYWHICHWAY any theme/form max of 15 lines
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2011
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