Soft pale moonlight
Filtering through my window
I stare at the black and grey
I get up and make my way to a familiar place
I find it without trying, so well I know it
Soft white, dark black contrast
My mind doesn’t think
My fingers know
I play with the moon shining on my back
Nothing brings more joy to my soul
Chopin, Liszt, Rachmaninoff, Tchaikovsky
And Debussy
Clair de lune by moonlight
Eternal night I wish for
To play and never stop
This way my soul forever content
My thoughts forever at peace
January 14, 2017 at 1:22 pm
☺
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January 14, 2017 at 1:36 pm
Marvelous piece
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January 14, 2017 at 1:39 pm
Thank you
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January 15, 2017 at 8:49 pm
Love your quiet tone throughout this poem. I also love the photo you posted with it. Do you play the piano? I love Chopin and Mozart, I wrote some of my best college papers listening to their piano concertos.
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January 15, 2017 at 9:07 pm
I’ve been playing since the age of 5. I stopped for about ten years and then started again. Classic music is truly inspirational. Chopin’s Nocturne No.20 in C-sharp minor is one of my favourites
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January 15, 2017 at 9:07 pm
Wow, I wish I had a talent like that
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January 16, 2017 at 4:40 am
soothing words! ❤
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