Pianoman

Ah, Billy Joel. One of the true greats, just like you! Nicely done Svvie my friend, hugs :)

Good match of photo and poem, SV. A poet friend in Texas, Bill

Beautiful poem, SV. Although I may lack the ability to play the piano, I possess a skill for deciphering the intricate language of music notation. In my formative years, I diligently acquired knowledge of archaic musical instruments and techniques, immersing myself in their rich history. This passion for music is sure to illuminate my twilight years with boundless delight and contentment.

You have put me in the mood for jazz, under a moonscape, Cab Callaway! Brought some joy today, thank you, SV!

I always find it hard to walk past a piano - even though I cannot really play or read music. It will undoubtedly be a thing that brings me joy into my old-age. You can write piano poetry all day every day for me :)

Hello SV. This is such a delightful poem. I love the last two lines in particular, ‘A song to which we can croon/ and sing under the moon’ Gorgeous! I totally agree- I rather have a song you can sing too and remain in your heart as this poem does. Loved it. Hugs and smiles to you my friend. Xx. :):)