Ode to the Piano: Poetry Series
Ode to the Piano
What is it about pianos
That make them so romantic?
Is it the mixture of black and white keys
that are so visually pleasing to the eye?
Is it the melodic tunes that are created
When pairing those keys together
Or the emotional carthage that comes
From the deeper and darker notes?
What is it?
Is it the way that candlelight falls on those keys
When composers of old worked late into the night?
Is it the twinge that comes when the piano needs tuned?
Or is it simply the mystery of it all?
The songs that have yet to be written...
The melodies still unmade
And the keys untouched?