The Ivories

Aged patina of ivory keys.

Chipped at the corners.
Black and white worn.

Still, as always,
able to coax beautiful notes
From willing keys.

To lighten the mood
or heighten suspense.
Notes tumbling one after another.

Each key, a single note.
When enchanted
able to suspend reality
in concert with its kinsman.

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Amazing poem...really capture the beauty of the musical notes really well :)