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The Pianist

Agility flows through the fingers; gently dancing upon those black and whites, like graceful ballerinas performing the music of her soul. ©Ana Espinola Collins

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Daver Austin

Date: 2/3/2015 10:15:00 AM

Sounds like Clare de Lune. Enjoyed your music. daver

Ana Espinola Collins
Date: 2/3/2015 12:31:00 PM

Funny you say that, it's my favourite piano song...thanks so much for stopping by Daver :) Ana

Monterey Sirak

Date: 1/28/2015 7:51:00 AM

Fantastic images...ballerina fingers..I never had graceful fingers or feet, but love listening to a piano and watching the pianist's fingers fly across the keys.

Ana Espinola Collins
Date: 1/28/2015 9:35:00 PM

I love everything about the piano...it's such a romantic instrument...I love listening to it too! Thanks for stopping by Monterey...take care Ana

Vera Duggan

Date: 1/26/2015 12:46:00 AM

Ana what a lovely little verse, I have always wanted to play the piano, this poem has really put beautiful images in mind, by the way happy new year my friend..........Take care......Vera........

Ana Espinola Collins
Date: 1/27/2015 9:30:00 AM

It's never too late to start...I'm 52 yrs old and started taking piano lessons 3 years ago and i'm currently training for my grade 5 exam...I never thought I'd making that far, so it's truly never too late. Thanks for visiting and your thoughtful comment...Happy New Year Vera :) Ana

Arthur Vaso

Date: 1/18/2015 2:09:00 PM

Loved this one Ana!

Ana Espinola Collins
Date: 1/18/2015 4:48:00 PM

Thanks Arthur....I really appreciate your comments....keeps me inspired to write :) Ana

Tim Smith

Date: 1/18/2015 1:43:00 PM

Wonderful metaphor Ana....hugs Tim

Ana Espinola Collins
Date: 1/18/2015 4:44:00 PM

Thanks Tim...I can always count on your visits :) Ana