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The Pianist

March 28, 2011
By LydiaAnzures BRONZE, Burbank, California
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LydiaAnzures BRONZE, Burbank, California
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When I get a little money I buy books; and if any is left I buy food and clothes. <br /> Desiderius Erasmus

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There on center stage he stands.
His coattails flutter and dance with the breeze.
Eagerly approaches his black and shiny friend.
Positions his hands on its keys.
Instantly the piano responds.
As sweet melody reaches the world,
Nothing can break their everlasting bond.
Images and stories are told through their brief encounter.
So ends the pianist's performance with his one true friend.
Thunder roars as the audience applauds.

© Leah C., Grand Island, NE

The author's comments:
It is an acrostic poem, so the first word from every line spells out pianist. I was inspired after watching a classical concert, and I hope readers get a sense of the magic that goes along with music. I may not be able to play an instrument, but through poetry, I can convey the beauty of the things that inspire me. And that is, without a doubt, magic in itself.
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