Eighty-Eight

May 8, 2008

piano

persuaded to play
she approached
the piano waiting
placidly placed
just over there

sitting undisturbed
polished perfectly
the wooden bench
accepted her presence
with little resistence

delicate daze
fiercely focused
her touch relaxed
inferred the ivories

creating cultured clarity
composing harmonic cords
invitation ascending with
melodic musical wings

subtle she sired
a sanctuary
cloaking the curtains of
crashing crowded
cascading rain
falling just outside
the open window

Over at Weekend Wordsmith the prompt is…torrential rain
photo: elfinka_veterok

5 Responses to “Eighty-Eight”

  1. noahthegreat Says:

    This is amazingly beautiful.

  2. White Rose Says:

    Simply gorgeous!

  3. Crafty Green Poet Says:

    lovely juxtaposition of the piano playing and the rain, very atmospheric

  4. June Says:

    Crafty Green sort of beat me to it. I loved the imagery of comforting music against the torrential rain…or…of bold, powerful music accompanying it!

  5. Ofira Says:

    Absolutely beautiful. You did a great job with imagery.

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