A Poem by Chelsea

Music seeps into my soul, drowning me.



Music; drifting from the floors below

Pours its liquid self in my ears; without an invitation

The piano twinkling

I imagine the long slender fingers playing

A haunting melody; chilling my spine

Yet it holds me captive

A voice rings out

Belting out low notes

Another voice rings out; softly but much higher

Harmonizing with the low

The sound so beautiful;

I never want the sound to end

© 2010 Chelsea

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Nothing as wonderful as good music. Can bring peace to a salvage soul. A very good poem. The world would be empty without the sound of music. Thank you. Great description and story in your words.

Posted 12 Years Ago

good! defintely good.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Amazing!!!! This roc's
Love music.....

Posted 12 Years Ago

It makes me think of a single person who lives above a Jazz club and hears the music from below. I like the ending. Sometimes there are voices so beautiful that we want to listen to them for hours.

Posted 12 Years Ago

I reflected on music and why we are just swept off our feet with it..
its harmony ,like everything else like poetry everything will flow smooth
and take you to worlds built up so quick in your mind
even troubled minds are brought to serenity and quite and calm
for music harmonize with thoughts and like rearrange them beautifully
so the mind will feel more at rest and feels like connected to all the
world around..sweetness then is all thats felt..
so thats what poetry words and lyrics and tunes will do
they will tune every thing into sweet harmony
lovely write..

Posted 12 Years Ago

I loved it. I'm a big music lover, so it spoke to me. Very lovely.

Posted 12 Years Ago

love music to death!

Posted 12 Years Ago

Oh my goodness. I have been dying to find a poem like this one. I LOVE LOVE LOVE music, especially the piano. Playing it is my ultimate source of joy. I adored your use of "twinkling" to describe its sound; I've never heard that before, but its accuracy is beautiful. And describing music as "liquid"... oh, the genius!

This poem sent real chills up my spine. Gorgeously written. A spectacular portrayal of music through words. Might I suggest making it even longer in the same style, or writing more like it? I could read a hundred thousand more poems like this.

Posted 12 Years Ago

Sounds like a lovely time listening to a well-played tune...very nice read!

Posted 12 Years Ago

This poem moved me in a few of different ways. Okay, describing the dark and white keys as a "voice" made me think that a person or the narrator of the poem is listening to a piano and the dark and white keys makes them think of a harmonious relationship between two different people or... I thougt that maybe the narrator is listening to two different people who get along very well or who are "harmonizing" very well together and that relationship is being described using the dark and white keys of a piano-- or maybe it's just a person grooving on piano music. I don't know-- but the poem is fluid and your words flow like liquid rain. Enjoyable poem anyway you interpret it.

Posted 12 Years Ago

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Added on December 9, 2010
Last Updated on December 9, 2010
Tags: music, pouring, slender fingers, haunting, melody, voice, harmonize




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