Short Grand Piano Poems
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She looks at the grand piano, wonders
what might have been if she learned
years ago a few songs
Serenity unfolds ~
Upon a pond
of gentle calm,
He dances in clear moonlight ~
To an unheard grand piano,
He glides
along his crystal floor ~
Moving in a peaceful rhythm,
In his white tuxedo.
Form:
.
Like a large grand piano
On which I play all the keys
For his enjoyment I touch
Middle C, D, E
Dragging our lobster claw
haphazardly across rows of ivory song
scratching both beautiful and hideous notes
throughout our lives-somehow, we stayed afloat-
Racing the foaming mouth of death.
Polishing up melodies of opaque regrets...
High tide, swallowing a lobster claw
and a grand piano bench.
Master classes were held in East Sussex
and the Sussex girl played tune
with ease to her master.
She played the grand piano all the day
and the master hummed along,
time barely noticing.
People thought they were having an affair,
as nobody else took part
in the lessons grandly.
9/11/2015
The notes move with the pumping of my heart
Inspiring me to approach things with a new start
I love the piano, as it always soothes me
Takes me away to special places I want to be
My soul will always embrace the sweet melody
Help me discover the new things I want to see
I’d love to have a white baby grand someday
Something remains with me for my dream to stay
Heidi Sands
1/17/19
A straight-backed chair shadow-plays
a dark cello,
while emptiness falls
as heavy as a rain cloud.
An oak wood floor creaks
as a spectral bow
is moved by a shifting light.
The room once harbored a grand piano
it plays now to the mindful,
yet only as a distant echo,
a long past refrain
heard once more as a nocturn
for a whippoorwill.
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massive blanket effervescence
perfect path back to divine
baby grand piano rhythm day
the perfect time to watch the way you sway
colors of love are like a warm soup blizzard day
i am stuck in the comforting, cozy house of your heart
never wanting to leave
too bad tomorrow will be monday one day,
but for right now....we just got here....so let's just enjoy the green day debut of each other
music was her life until that fatal day
when that driver plowed into her
now in a vegetable state she lies there
a smile sometimes passes over her face
I see a finger move seemingly to tap
it is dancing to music we never hear
maybe she is back at her grand piano
playing to wide audience again
a concert pianist with music in her soul
she lived for music, now music keeps her alive.
penned October 3rd 2015
LEND LEASE
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
As I Gaze over My Earthly Possessions I Smile
I’ve Accumulated These Assets During My Trial
It Was a Dedicated Effort to Amass These Things
Palatial Homes, Grand Piano, Diamond Rings
Once, I Thought All These Earthly Objects Were Mine
Reality Exposed Veracity with the Passage of Time
Others Are Quite Jealous at All the Things I Own
I Know All These Objects, Here, Are Simply on Loan
At the heart of our main living room
Shines the majestic pride of our beloved home
On carpeted tiles, stands a bride-like piano with a groom
Playing my favorite classic songs from the new album.
Its mellow sound lifts me up into the sky
Feeling floated on air, sweetly dreaming so high
Making me feel so in love which I couldn’t deny
Oh, harmonic grand piano, to you we completely rely.
Jan 24,2022 9.00pm
My rainbow's on fire up in the sky,
The flames are emotional pain.
The colours of hurt fall in a storm,
Fall in a colourful rain.
And her thunder sips coffee in a future of doubt,
A future of quiet torment.
The stallion, the bull's now a broken down dog,
The grand piano just got up and went.
Deep down I know my hurricane of love,
Won't kiss the harp that it once knew.
My bandit of love has ridden away,
Leaving my rainbow a shadow of blue.
Grand piano for hands that take command,
Speaking keys and rods and hammers,
Striking true, softly, felt on steel strings,
Felt of the soul dreaming, laughing,
Ringing, as it vibes into the wood
The do-able dong! of indelible swellable song,
The fusable ding! of how thinly and fragible thing,
The beautiful beat of repeatable needable gain---
The phrase that skips in the sky---
"Undefeated too, am I!"
Ringing, hammering, playing,
Again and again and again!
In a huge open field,
lay the pristine new snow;
and beyond a mountain view.
The sky is a cloudless blue,
and no footsteps can be seen;
in the vast open space of white.
Yet, a grand piano stands,
in this place of no footsteps;
where a man is playing Beethoven.
For me . . .
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November 25, 2012
Poetry/Free Verse/A Man Playing Beethoven
Copyright Protected, ID 11-438-307-25
All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France
Wonderful sunshine
Happiness to an angel
Singing through this cutie
A piece sung by Celine Dion
My Heart Will Go On.
Hot noon day a blazing fury
A poor PWD weightlifter
Trying her best practice religiously
Unmindful the poor physical condition of the gym
She's still manage to cup a prize for her name.
Misty cold evening at ground hotel
A lonesome romantic dancer
Dancing on the floor in rhythmic motion
Accompaniment of a grand piano
Played by a centenarian grandpa.