The Piano Is Not Firewood (Yet)

I'll probably still think about you

On calm Sunday nights

Until the piano becomes nothing

But firewood to burn. 

Even then, the flaming vinyl

Will pull strings against my lips

And hammer my teeth into a smile

Through the flames. 

I grin along with the white keys

Because, like me, they know

That the cold got colder, 

And burning is merely a selfless compromise

To pull the music staves

Away from your long brown hair. 

The piano takes its last breath of Chopin
And a tear escapes the corner of my eye

Because just like you and I together, 

The music is most beautiful

Right before it dies. 

I wonder how many candles

You have to light in other people's

Bedrooms before you can return

And light your own without setting it 

On fire. 

I still write poems about you

When I walk along our path, 

but then again, I think I always will. 

Reviews

[Astro]

You are a master of showing how the final chords of a love song finished hold it's last note in a sustained decay that denies a complete muting from the air you breathe. The section about Chopin and quality of love just before it dies is immeasurably beautiful Dana.

[Dana Alsamsam]

thank you so much! this is a moment i've always tried to capture and FINALLY my brain found the words for it. i really appreciate your review :)

[Astro]

You're welcome. :)

[s y e]

Wow, there is so many different emotions in this one, D! A lot of pain, too. Your heart bled on to the page, that's for sure. A really good write. Sometimes breaking up and moving is harder than what people think.

~ Noodle. ღ

[Dana Alsamsam]

and i hope to be able to smile at the memories one day soon. thank you for your insightful review!

[s y e]

Always a pleasure. ★

[Archangel Gabriel]

This is such mixed emotion. Vitriol, sadness, hurt, loss, anger, deep disappointment. A woman spurned? Well penned

[Dana Alsamsam]

there is definitely a lot of pain steeped into this write, but it's also sort of a statement of closure. saying "yes, your memory will always be here and that's okay and eventually it will make me happy" thanks for your review!