Pianos Poems - Poems about Pianos

Bechstein, Blüthner, Steinway or a Fazioli Pianoforti long had he craved to play them. He was in love with grand pianos, their shape and sheen, their sweeping contours, their circuit bodies. His hands, so unmusical, his heart a natural composer of words but not more than two or three notes together. He admires from afar the ornate candelabra set upon polished wood, a...

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Warrior Musical, analytical, religious, artistic. Son of soldiers. Lover of Nelly, ragtime pianos, and rhythm guitars. Who reels angst, inspiration, and regrets. Who fears retirement, isolation, and mediocrity. Who would like to see Scandinavia, wealth, and grandchildren. Resident of the Monterey Peninsula. Poet...

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In that place which is North of normality where insanity's just a formality I'm sat listening to Dmitri Shostakovich....

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Gravity falls on my head like cartoon pianos, Drawn by he who drops, Weights of ivory and ebony concertos, Whose sound on me won't stop. Heavier and heavier the pressure pushes, Down along my spine, As the falling instrument smears and smushes, Me into a powder crushed so fine. Like the alchemest whose legerdemain, Uses a mortar and pestle to press, Gravity's foot on me...

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Girls are like pianos in deed and simile When well tuned they giggle and smile When annoyed they prop and empathize When spoiled they demand and emphasize He who can make a girl laugh can make her upright Then they grow glassy and fabulously bright They become wily strong and pretty useful Being good they go to heaven very beautiful The saddest thing...

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My fingers played the piano running over ivory keys. =========================================== Tickling the ivory keys ...

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Pianos are falling apart, The ivory keys at the start; From there to the panel, It’s too much to handle; It’s breaking the strings of my heart....

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