Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Piano

This is what I'm kinda working on right now - thought I'd post it as a teaser.

A delicate ting in the empty room

I run my finger slowly down the key

Idly, lightly my left hand brushes

The black, the white

softly

Quivering light from the candelabra

Flickers in the half filled flute glass

A cork lies near the edge of a water ring

In the dark wood finish, the stain retreats

Beneath a slender green bottle

I shift my slanted posture

Following a peeling panel my eyes

Find the dots and slashes on the page

The flurry of pen strokes jostle, they breathe

In and out

My stare falls to my fingers on the yellow ivory

I absently, deliberately arrange them


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2 comments:

The Ames Family said...

I like that one. What was the inspiration to it?

Layne said...

The Official Review from my poetry teacher:
Try to write your next piece entirely without adjectives or adverbs. Try to use more expressive nouns and verbs!