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gnarled arthritic fingers no longer can dance across ebony and ivory her active mind recalls notes she once played musical memories linger Visual 1 Selected FLOW WITH THE COLLUM LUNE Poetry Contest Sponsored by Nette Onclaud 05/11/20

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 5/14/2020 3:10:00 PM

Hi Jan, congratulations on your win in Nette's contest. Music does have a life of its own, even when it cannot be played as it once was. A message of hope that shines through melancholy and grief for what once was.

Jan Allison
Date: 5/14/2020 3:13:00 PM

thanks for your insightful comment Sam:-) hugs Jan xx

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/13/2020 10:12:00 PM

One of my faves for this contest! Congratulations, Jan!

Jan Allison
Date: 5/14/2020 12:38:00 PM

thanks so much Kim, I rarely write melancholy themes but this picture just spoke to me:-) hugs Jan xx

Mohan Chutani

Date: 5/13/2020 6:52:00 PM

Jan, music remains in heart despite any condition. Congrats on this fine win.Mohan

Jan Allison
Date: 5/14/2020 12:37:00 PM

thanks Mohan:-) hugs jan xx

John Watt

Date: 5/13/2020 1:16:00 PM

This image really brings out the sense of nostalgia and aging. You took it to a deep place by connecting it to a pianist who can no longer play. Lovely melancholy writing, dear Jan. Congrats on your win ~ John

Jan Allison
Date: 5/14/2020 12:37:00 PM

Yes i definitely can write more melancholy poems as a result of being separated from mum for about 10 weeks now:-( hugs Jan xx

John Watt
Date: 5/13/2020 4:58:00 PM

Jan, you excel at whatever style you write in. Maybe being separated from our dear ones is helping bring out the sadness muse.

Jan Allison
Date: 5/13/2020 1:34:00 PM

Thanks John its rare for me to write sad poems but the image spoke to me of age and decay:-) hugs jan xx

Paul Callus

Date: 5/13/2020 1:08:00 PM

Gnarled arthritic fingers and the old broken piano fit each other like a glove, Jan. For many, the only things left are memories. Congratulations on your podium finish. Hugs // paul

Jan Allison
Date: 5/13/2020 1:33:00 PM

I see it at mum;s care home Paul, they have a lady come in once a week to play to them of course its all stopped now but I recall one lady in particular I had seen her with her hands up as though she is playing the piano herself:-( hugs Jan xx

Lin Lane

Date: 5/13/2020 4:56:00 AM

You already know you're in my tight circle. Piano keys have a special place in my memory... contest results will be interesting.

Jan Allison
Date: 5/13/2020 7:23:00 AM

Thanks Lin -- I do hope I place :-) hugs Jan xx

Ann Gilmour

Date: 5/12/2020 6:24:00 PM

Getting older is not always fun, as things start to deteriorate! Your tender words show how these inevitable changes take place , both in our body and in our brain. Beautifully written Jan. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Jan Allison
Date: 5/12/2020 6:29:00 PM

Thanks Ann, I found the image so sad and it took me to a deep dark place, thanks for dropping by, hope you and the family are keeping ok, do you still have your grandson with you? hugs jan xx