Piano Poems - Poems about Piano

... The past was like falling asleep.. The awakening was a never ending night of terror... The pain in the ocean of piano keys is a scale never in tune.......... The knowing of never knowing h......Read More

...Young Soft-shelled Turtle Wonderment to younger eyes Youth to youth meeting. ______________.__________________ We talk about our need of toys Adventures safe and sound Captured as we are in ......Read More

...Brahms pushes a piano into my ear. I hear the stool creak as he sits. He does not introduce the music, he expects me to remember it, know it, eat it. He lights up a Havana, clarinet and violi......Read More

... First boost given by childhood privilege Level defined by class, income Indicate potential, an esteemed image Gains permit exclusive decorum Height obtained owes society's support Top promo......Read More

...Angel Song In the morning I hear the birds. I listen to them chirp and croon. They are the choir. The clouds come and go at times, the rain falls... The drops are the notes, hitting ......Read More

...He has a musical instrument it plays in his head. Oft it quack's like an oboe, oft it moo's like a bassoon; it's also a violin dipped into darkness. When he writes, infant angels wail, dem......Read More

...His kisses leave a bitter taste His hugs leave me cold His words cut as false hope Only with him I want to cope But I Resent you But my heart longs for you I die from anxiety I......Read More

...Our piano with silence speaks The rickety rocking chair squeaks Where Mama sits and stares each day Music memories stored away Our loved inheritance remains Melodies cycling through our brains. ......Read More

...I hear grand piano music floating in from afar It is poetry so crisp, It's crystal clear Poetry is chandeliers on high ceiling of white It is polished parquet in spaces with soft light Poetry......Read More

...Beethoven smashes one piano after another. He shears through keyboards, a peasant scything hay. The composer's fingers don't grow deaf, they become deeper, more blunted, like mallets. His apa......Read More

...Most of my Lix spittle + four additional anniversaries since exiting birth canal as full term newborn re: minimally viable existence post doc severance umbilical cord, nevertheless yours tr......Read More

... I would have to say the greatest performance of my life is survival And turning bad things into something positive to help others I survived severe trauma as a child, I was silenced and deepl......Read More

...We need a black shiny piano a golden Sax, a smoky mind drinking blue air. Outside a mythical speak-easy train wrecks are on a loop. The green dollar of a once green dream has become a sickly ......Read More

...soft blue light surrounds me as I walk down the hallway I blink my weary eyes greet shadows on the wall a stillness a nothingness but a refrain the piano playing distorted notes removed f......Read More

...Twenty chains, 1320 ft. 660 ft..03125 or 1?640 30 rows of 80 plants lavender the scent of Lovers sweet senual labor Oh she chorest me! yes she chorest me! $3000.00 per acre Hectars 30. Peak ......Read More