"piano(less) I"

Piano(less) I

 

let the tinkling of the keys

fall across the pale inflection

the musical notes

of what might have been

 

the road less taken

strikes a strumming chord

across my memory induced sorrows

 

the musical days of bygone pleasures

set my toe-tapping in seismic rhythm

 

the endless days of constant grace

felled so brutally beneath fluorescent lights

and crowded dance floors

 

the gray days of autumn

enhance the dread of winter

where my only solace is memory

 

I long and ache for the black & white keys

to play a lonesome lullaby

 

the echo of your sweet surrender

still reverbate the sheer walls

of my monochromistic memory

 

a crushing crescendo that lifts

me beyond the melody of now

to days where life where simply

a decadent and appealing dream

 

Kenny L. Mitchell

August 16, 2009

 

 

Reviews

[charlotte talley]

hey, Ken, this is a nice piece. I like the way you relate the piano to life. I also play the piano and you put this into words that I never would have thought of. Good work.

[mia!mia]

first of all i (love) parenthesis and i love them in your title i like to use them when i can. ive read most of your stuff on here and i can really dig it all. dark (but i like that) and it flowas well. im not struggling to find the rhythem