Piano Man

A poem inspired by a friend. He's always playing the piano, and he's so wonderful :]

 

His eyes change colors every day

He never eats

He never sleeps

Always wearing his coat of piano keys

Always loving

Always laughing

 

Do Re Mi

The piano man makes music just for me!

 

His magic fingers dance on the ebony stairs

And ivory floors

They do so much more than just hit keys

 

Fa So La

With emotion so raw

Do Re Mi

The piano man makes music just for me!

 

Slip and slide

His fingers do

His eyes –today colored grey

Are focused on the mental symphony

 

Ti do

This I know

Fa So La

With emotion so raw

Do Re Mi

The piano man makes music just for me!

 

Author's Note

The picture isn't mine, nor doesn't it really look like the real piano man.

Reviews

[Bullet Soul]

Wow. This was completely great. I felt so peaceful and calm while I was reading it, and could actually imagine what this 'piano man' was like. You have a great way with words, and the way you used them definitely made a great piece.

[deeps]

This is wonderful, I like this
Such a wonderful flow here.