Pianissimo Poems - Poems about Pianissimo

...uctor with a basting spoon... Culinary command of pot and kettle, and the exquisite coordination of assistants and annoyances, as the "baton" tapped for corrective attention, "pianissimo"! The spoon rested to a sitting ovation - while the maestro smiled... ......Read the rest...

... Written: February 13, 2023 ____________________________________________ An anathema for, pilose nettle burns, an art form of unstable feathers, tropes across the ivory cuticle......Read the rest...

... Written: February 08, 2024 ________________________________________ Scarlet lips susurrous softly, amid quiescence of dusk bequeath beamily beguin beats within our sumptuou......Read the rest...

... Written: February 07, 2024 ___________________________________ It appears as if the world has been  coated by a wave of  deceitful dictums,   where faked reality   a......Read the rest...

... Come cover me with taffeta blue and and my cello's hue and let the warmth rub onto you when they join the cotton of my handkerchief Nature's discards in their pure state are put to good use I......Read the rest...

... I. In the hush of the first movement, Silent snowfall plays a soft overture. Each flake a note, descending gently, A white serenade to quiet streets. Nature's breath slows, like a pianissimo, ......Read the rest...

...Black tile summons his tears, A note slightly in between, As he play by ears, The cries of his heart’s pristine. With the dancing of his fingers, Stepping on black and white floors, Leaping a......Read the rest...

...Pour passion through your keys Play classic chords with ease Pianoforte loud Pianissimo soft Panoply of grand scores Partial to Debussy Perfect performance, clap! 9/14......Read the rest...

...As violins bequeath their dulcet tones and peaceful shivers marry with the air, the daydreams drift and pause where life has flown across the strings of wishes like a prayer. The bow drawn gently......Read the rest...

...Come cover me with taffeta blue let the shine rub onto you when joined with cotton the feel becomes joy in its pure state I love the touch of man-made materials when I speak with my cello sil......Read the rest...

...A Song With no Name From my grandfather and my dad and performed by their son and grandson, me. It was an old melody with no name of a ballad my grandfather wrote a long time ago. The melody was s......Read the rest...

...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hvno17nl7vg A revolution of the senses right in front of me passionate notes that kiss the air and fly just before the last curtain fails to die gentl......Read the rest...

...Life’s Mysteries :? Lively grinning moments -crafted coincidence Insert themselves into stark reality Formed from God appointments - incident precedence Ever lifts opaque dullness of banality,......Read the rest...

...SONATA FOR CHRISTMAS EVE RAIN I. I sit in my friend’s armchair, waiting for her to get ready for church. Pianissimo, the raindrops fall in quick, staccato rhythm on the windows, the roof, and......Read the rest...

...// This is my tribute to the many blessings that music brings to our lives. I know many of you share this enthusiasm and gratitude. // Appreciating an amazing artform: allegro, andante, or adagio......Read the rest...