Science is for those who learn; poetry, for those who know. — Joseph Roux, Meditations of a Parish Priest
To be a poet is a condition, not a profession. — Robert Frost
Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry. — Gustave Flaubert

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

~ Demented Notes ~

Play demented
On ivory keys

Out of tune
Sharp and flat
Empty notes

No resemblance
Of the music
It once was

Hammered against
Diseased strings

Beautiful ebony
Grand stature

Poor souls
Daring to listen
© Bobbie Sandlin
Inspired by Heads or Tails: Note


April Lindfors said...

I really love this. It's very simple and beautiful, and so true.

Jeeves said...

Poor souls
Daring to listen:D

Like this

Skittles said...

I did really well in the Lit part of school, but was horrible when it came to interpretation of things like poetry. I know this isn't about pianos. I would need more coffee to figure out the rest. It was beautiful though.

Bobbie said...

@ April: Thank you so much ♥ (((HUG))) I'm glad you like it!

@ Jeeves: Thank you! I'm glad you liked that ending :)

@ Skittles: "Ivory keys" was originally "piano keys" :D It was a quick write, and I looked at it after I posted and decided to change it to ivory...I liked that the instrument isn't named. It can be interpreted to how the reader perceives it though. Thank you..I'm glad you liked it.

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