On Wings of Black and White

On Wings of Black and White

my fingers fly to free my sorrows,

Healing notes caress the heart

from hurts of all tomorrows,

Fears of friends, today, my best,

the future though may see,

A friend no more beside,

instead, a bitter enemy,

My fingers dance across the keys

riding dark arpeggios,

and midst the minor chords,

my sadness ebbs, and then it goes,

and where my sorrows flee,

that knowledge, sadly, I do lack,

I imagine, though, they fly away

on Wings of White and Black

Reviews

[2Real2BTrue]

Very nice image and emotion, and I like the rhyme scheme.

[Kala Benfield]

I wrote a poem about a piano too(:
i love this so much,
beautiful peice. keep it up,

[thoughts of jade]

this poem just makes me wonder again and again... Great write!

[Black Cat Fever]

Very nicely done. Love the ending. Now I will ponder for awhile where do our sorrows go? Probably we'll never know. I think this shows you have a lot of skill, anyway that's my opinion. I really like this.

[bookworm]

Well written and it truly grabs the reader good job

[Hush Hush]

Made me feel sad yet calm, a beautiful poem :)

[Sylph Drake]

Interesting imagery.
I like it.

[Rieja Thorn]

this is sooo beautiful and pretty and gorgeous and any other synonym i can find good describing words too rhyming is hard to do and it worked really well in this poem