The Piano

Ebony and ivory, noted for sound,
Digital playback, sleight of hand.
Songsters echo, vibrant pound,
Upright, organ, cottage, grand.

Strings attached, taut with suspense,
The Master Key hammers home
Letters of note; chords of tense,
Past and present; timed metronome.

Naturally played with flat and sharp
Sweeping the board. Ayre of nonchalance.
Orchestral manoeuvres performed with harp
Brass and wind; counter balance.

Peddled depression, ayer lingers on 
Distant wave; caressed...pianissimo.
Emotive conductor, under the baton
Chorused voice harks, keyed to the piano.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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De Beaulieu Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 5:57 PM
Hello Edward,I like the sound of the piano, harp the orchestra sounds beautiful. I can hear it now. This is a well written poem.
Clark Avatar
March 31, 2017 at 2:26 PM
Hi Darlene, thank you for your kind comment and glad you enjoyed it. Edward
De Beaulieu Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 8:13 PM
I agree with Silent One this is a great poem.
Clark Avatar
November 28, 2016 at 4:39 PM
Hi Darlene, Thanks once again for your kind comment. Edward
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