Pianoforte Poems - Poems about Pianoforte

...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...

...When all the noises around me are still, I most clearly hear the voices in my head It is then I experience the ultimate thrill. Of melodies churning in my mind until They find pleas......Read the rest...

...YIN AND YANG They had so much in common; they made the perfect match. She was his ideal woman, he was a perfect catch. He played the pianoforte, she played the violin. A duet m......Read the rest...

...Elegant portico columns, fireplace frame Fronting tasteful, demure white walls Rich browns -- pianoforte, armchair Muted ostentation, classicism bespoken -- the eye startled, struck by the clear......Read the rest...

...What remains when gratitude for learning totally evaporates? I don't know... Totalitarian senility, maybe? I guess I don't understand the source of your question, dear. Do you feel less gra......Read the rest...

...A rich rusty old screw on an escalator in a shopping centre can never really be as exact as a tidal wave forming with over fifty prawns playing in an elevator. For elevators are really lifts and lift......Read the rest...

...One two three pea leap. Wow. A slip knot is neither a sleep nor a striped strap. But stealing from an arsenal area is not a wonderful idea is it really? Well come on....is it? Best keep quiet then an......Read the rest...

...Twenty six metres of a thunderous clap multiplied by an octave divided by an individual sunrise equals the power of a dusky sky dome. When the exact position of a cat is on an angle always use the vi......Read the rest...

...Twenty six metres of a thunderous clap multiplied by an octave divided by an individual sunrise equals the power of a dusky sky dome. When the exact position of a cat is on an angle always use the vi......Read the rest...

...“Go west young man”, the neighbors said; but they wisely stayed at home. From pianoforte to pianoforte, saloon to saloon, town to town I roam. Surrounded by Phillistines, “soiled doves”, cowpokes, an......Read the rest...

...Tenderly the ivory keys call to me. Their vibrating octaves like different voices soft and hypnotic, drawing from me the deepest yearning of my heart overtaking my senses....helpless against its......Read the rest...

...Plainly speaking four legged Oron not an instrument of torture a littl......Read the rest...

...I built a house for Harmony with twine and polished tree, with bricks of black and ivory: four score and five plus three. The hammered home I made for her had ne'er been built before: its roo......Read the rest...

...Sans a symphony And no opera for for he, Each day he would play His pianoforte, Note perfectio his only way. Tribute to Chopin......Read the rest...