Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
 

Easy

 

 

 

he plays easy like there’s no line and no page
like he’s never seen a stage, like polishing
old wood and ivory in a lazy parlor reverie
playing in keys he can’t even explain
what they mean, but he hits them clean
falling notes tinkle soft like rain on crystal
never heard any sound as fine as the fervor
his fingers make… the whole room vibrates
and his hands don’t need his eyes, they stay on mine,
and we sip pianissimo, dolce, like wine

 

 

 

Author notes

Picture prompt

A contest entry

Please tell me what you think

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression? Line numbers
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?) (Line numbers)

Comments

1 - 14 of 14

  • Angelflower Greeters member
    April 26

    Edit | Reply
    This was just so beautiful... You really brought that picture to life.. And the emotions that you brought out from the picture was amazing!! this was just so beautifully written!! well done..

    Angel

  • Ithica silver member
    February 13

    Edit | Reply
    You are such a splediid writter! You have such a perceptive world view, and your poetry is blessed by this... I can't figure out HOW this missed a trophy??? Wow! I guess I will have to read the winners... they would almost have to be touched by magic, to top this?


  • Gaze silver member
    February 10

    Edit | Reply
    What an enchanting poem!
    Music and love can't be apart, and it always bring the best inspiration up, just as it did here with this poem.
    While reading your poem out loud, it sounded as soft as soothing piano notes.
    Enjoyed it very much, thanks
    Mari

  • Praxidikae
    February 1

    Edit | Reply
    All I can say is wow! this poem flows and reads so beautifully, I am stunned. It is one of the few poems I have read several times just for the magnificent sound. The one thing I would change is the lack of adverbs. While I understand the stylistic choice of changing cleanly to clean or easily to easy, but it some how sounds slightly forced. I was absolutely enchanted by the line like polishing
    old wood and ivory in a lazy parlor reverie. the language is so fascinating! the last two lines are also wonderful. it seems that those two lines actually are the main skeleton of the piece

    . Rewarded 8


  • Reptile Lady gold member
    January 31

    Edit | Reply
    Beautiful imagery through out this poem
    Taste the music and feel the gentle touch
    within your eyes
    Julie x
  • You have amazing imagery in this poem. I loved the mood that you set with this...it was real smooth.

    Cool write.


  • poetryality silver member
    January 25

    Edit | Reply
    Oh! This is a Winner! Hands down and thumbs up! I hear "him" playing. I see "his eyes" I am enchanted by the words that express his gift. Marvelous work here poet. I love every single line!

    BRILLIANT!

    I wish you well in the challenge!


    Much Love Always ♥

    Renee

  • Mirthryl
    January 25

    Edit | Reply
    Delicious! Love the "polishing old wood and ivory in a lazy parlor reverie", "soft like rain on crystal", "fine as the fervor his fingers make". My favorite: "We sip pianissimo, dolce, like wine." Outstanding!!! I am blessed with a son who plays like this, and you have nailed this portrayal! Brava!.


  • DrunkenRam
    January 23
    Edit | Reply
    I can appreciate this topic very much, I like the flow as well.

  • Mmmmm, close my eyes, and....another delicious poem. Nearly gave me chills! (If I have to go to the ER, I'm suing!) Just kidding. Amazing job!!!


  • A u r i e l l e
    January 23
    Edit | Reply
    this was ok. I like the first line. Thanks for entering

  • secberm
    January 23
    Edit | Reply
    Forgot these Ms. Easy...


  • secberm
    January 23

    Edit | Reply
    Uh-oh... And here's another one! Yo, this is as smooth as baby oil on silk sheets... DAY-UM! Yo, ANYONE READING THIS READ THIS OUT LOUD! Hear her in your voice.... Rat-tat-tat baby rat-tat-tat! Easy now... Easy (cause I'm a slut).... Easy ('cause I'm Big and bred in N'awlins)... EASY...

    You got this.... You got this... I'll let you have it. Now I gotta go home eat cabbage and beans and not shower for a week to TRY to come up with something as funky as this.

    PEACE!
    DEZ

  • Peteskid gold member
    January 22

    Edit | Reply
    oh, i can see and hear this one; words fall like a trickling melody here too; soft and sweet...pianissimo dolce...excellent...PK

1 - 14 of 14