The Moonlight SonataA Poem by Heart Of A WolfThere once was a man Born on the sixtenth of December Who could coax emotion from a melody As a fire does from an ember.
His music is soul That comes straight from the heart. He turned simple keys and music Into a refined and magical art.
His notes whisper over skin To produce soothing and calming effects. Rain and lightning come to life In the storm that he projects.
The piano's musical vibrations Flowed through his delicate fingertips As his ear pressed to the floor, Listening for the melody's rises and dips.
He was intuned to the night And the feeling of nature's sounds. He created music sent Straight from heavenly realms. © 2008 Heart Of A Wolf |
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Added on June 3, 2008 AuthorHeart Of A WolfMurfreesboro, TNAboutHello everyone. I guess i'll tell you a little about myself. I first started writing poetry when i was only 10. I had read Frost's "If", and "In Flander's Fields", and from then on i have been hooked .. more..Writing
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