Upright Piano Poems - Poems about Upright Piano

...Obsessed Hours and hours practising “Practice makes perfect!” Others have described Antonio’s playing as perfect. He has played in spectacular locations. Even before Kings and Queens. One day ......Read the rest...

...What is a square, a shape, container quadraphonics, a traditional rollerskate What is an atrium, a fireplace, a closet What is a boxing ring, a gymnasium, blackboard What are a checkerboard, deck......Read the rest...

...Peeling Back the Bubble Wrap Peeling back the bubble wrap on the ancient of days, Back to when Nixon was still presiding, He, leading with paranoid deliberations, Sold his yeses to the Goldbr......Read the rest...

...The beautiful house through the seasons, Where we all lived with our parents. Spring the snowdrops and crocuses would appear, You would see them peaking through the snow. The sidewalk would b......Read the rest...

...Mimi and Mary T. By M P Walsh It was 25 December, And a snug-warm Christmas day. The temp was over 50, The weather: bright, not gray. But a sadness on this Sunday fair Perplexed me.........Read the rest...

...practice in patience old upright piano silently yearning posted on September 5, 2018......Read the rest...

...I have been blessed to be with the presence of celebrities, My favorite performers through the years. To listen to them in concert was profound, They are your companions through the lonely hours......Read the rest...

...This ol' house where I was born and raised, Had no insulation and weren't double glazed. Had a slanted slate roof, it leaked now and then, Lots of places where you could build a den. Had a cellar......Read the rest...

...The Gift of Sound. In our little house stands an upright piano, tuned by a blind man blessed by the gift of sound. My son sat one day playing a masterpiece, Written long ago by a man who co......Read the rest...

...The old upright piano sits flush against the wall, has been hushed into silence, out on the sun porch Ignored, neglected, but standing erect I can imagine it was treasured in its prime,..polishe......Read the rest...