The Old Piano Comments

This is stunning, Andrew. I'm so glad I found it. It is a poem worthy of accompaniment by a Chopin Nocturne. It contains much of the romantic sweetness of the Polish master, his lyrical grace and the anguish of loss that underpins so much of his glorious music. A fitting Elegy for your graceful old lady and her sadly neglected piano. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Andrew, very nice- and air poem, I am glad that I found it...... Even birds there such are sensitive, for, 'they watch the evenings fade.' ...........10x10............. All the best, Tsira

Andrew, what a beautiful and thoughtful poem you have written. You have described a life now departed and how echo's of it remain in old piano no longer played, but still heard by many. Regards Bob

Andrew, this is a masterpiece. There are so many images to drool on and absorb, I will float as I think of it for a very long time. I can understand people not wanting to play her piano as it would never be the same. I have my late father's piano accordion and don't wish to play it, but cannot part with it either. Thank you so much for the honor of allowing me to read this beautiful poem. 10 love Karin

Lovely write Andy, I feel like an old piano today lol, wonderful imagery too 10 Lynda xx

She should have recorded it :)) yet a superb picee.10

Stunning work Andrew, I love the tone to this beautifully expressed poem..it really is a lovely write my friend....an excellent 10++

What once was and can never quite be again so beautifully expressed. She is remembered in birdsong. Exquisite.10/10 Warm regards, Sandra

Burning gold sky, echoing music then and silence now in the evening are simply absorbing images revealing your great poetic potential cannot be failed to note by any! Great!