The Pianist Poem by Sandra Feldman
The Pianist
It was love
At first chords,
That magically
Stole,
My heart away,
Hearing the pianist
Play,
With such grace
Such allure,
The music flowed
The piano glowed
The spirit moaned
In pleasurable height,
Desired and inexplicable
Spiritual transmission,
As all of me, took flight
In admirative delight.
Reminds me of the songs composed and arranged by the famous DAVID FOSTER.....10++
This poem resonates with me. When the pianist plays, it creates wonders. So magical that it seems you are being transported to a world where there is always happiness. A wonderful poem. Every line is like music that flows touching the heart.
It's a delightful poem with great musical intensity.....10
Such a beautifully felt and expressed comment! Thank you so much, Dillip!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Love this poem, Sandra! What did you see? Your feelings and appreciation overflow very well in this rhythmical poem. It reminds me of one I wrote called “Musical Air”.