brain fingers and soul      unite

brain fingers and soul unite

A Poem by marilyn 1225
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a child practices for years, a teen plays, an adult does other things, then --, another chance again this time to rediscover the past with music my attempts at the piano oncemore

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the sound of the keys  so clear   so wordless   and again  I begin
slowly , like a miracle, the notes still can be read,   Bach in its purity
visits me  like
 it  did years and years past
slowly I play
each bar more assured
till there is music 
once again
in my own ears      and in the  room that was  forever silent...

a miracle    then the pause, the break , and now the words
a feeble attempt to draw a pictrure of my  once again 
rendezvous
 with Mozart, Bach  
and tomorrow ,with  Billy  Joel...

ahhh    sighs will be for later

right now contentment reigns  
if only for Today 


Marilyn  oct 10 2017
for my mother who made me practice and took me for lessons, for my dad who bought a piano into our lives    

© 2017 marilyn 1225



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"The Piano" having played a central role in my childhood family (my dad played & we all gathered around after dinner) . . . I very much relate to your message here. Your wonderment is well-expressed as the childhood experiences are felt thru rusty fingers of later life. Excellent snippet of life to illustrate thru words (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Gee
No musical instruments for me Marilyn, just truant. Hence years spent in dead end jobs.
My mum did anything and everything job wise my dad, well, he was just a waste of breath.
Lovely tribute to your parents


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marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

again u have talent and have learned a lot your self... I did grow uip privileged with books and .. read more
Gee

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Sorry to read that. Yep we are close, a nd if I'm not whoring myself to badly you might like to read.. read more
"The Piano" having played a central role in my childhood family (my dad played & we all gathered around after dinner) . . . I very much relate to your message here. Your wonderment is well-expressed as the childhood experiences are felt thru rusty fingers of later life. Excellent snippet of life to illustrate thru words (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Nostalgic poetry and touching sentiment, both your parents saw your potential and had faith in their child's ability and indeed, even after all these years, you have lost little of that early talent!

A wonderfully penned tribute !



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marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

you are lucky to have both of your parents alive to read your amazing rhymed poetry
Tom

1 Week Ago

They don't Marilyn!
marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

they are missing alot
A wise couple...

seems we want to retouch so much rather than begin anew... some paint-over the bad 'til it isn't bad anymore (çept after midnight). Some never learned how to reach for themselves ...ever.

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marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

definitely so wonder when the poem the raven was done midnight
Chris

1 Week Ago

Poe LIVED in perpetual midnight... sigh
marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

I agree one of my favorite love poems was maybe penned at midnite Annabelle lee the scene is.. read more
relearning those loves from the past....i liken this to finding love again after many years of solitude.....

like riding a bike...we don't forget how....we just have to practice again....

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marilyn 1225

1 Week Ago

so true I was just thinking that today.. it magically came back but yes lots of practice necess.. read more
marilyn 1225

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Jacob, I had to just proofread this to change he to it was not the lover who came back from the.. read more

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was a teacher for years, love books, love art work and swimming I live in NJersey and write free style poems not always with rhyme my friend Dara recommended this site more..

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