Antique Pianos

A Poem By Madalyn Clare // 5/10/2019

Key drops
Ivory quivers
A never ending
Hammer gongs
At my vocal
Chords, leaving
Me defenseless
And wondering.

A gong

An eerie
Wavering of
A shrill and
Note of
But sweetness
Memories of
And tears
Of beginners
And winners
And champions
And all that goes in

A musty
White key
Drops and
My stomach
A music box
Feel that is
Tinny, metallic
Old and frail
But wise and
Soulful like
No other new
Instrument can

A piano
Has feelings,
You know.
They come forward
With age, with
Neglect because
The piano listens
To all our pain
And joy
And accomplishment
And angst
But we let it say
Nothing for itself
Until we ignore it.


Ooh, yes, I love this!! Old

Ooh, yes, I love this!! Old pianos have solicited a neat, historic sound. You captured this so well!!

Damaris Ann | Fri, 05/31/2019

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

Thanks, Damaris!!!!!! Ugh,

Thanks, Damaris!!!!!! Ugh, pianos though...

Madalyn Clare | Sun, 06/09/2019

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!

Oh my goodness, Maddie... I

Oh my goodness, Maddie... I don't know what to say. I mean, I guess I do, though - it's so good, so beautiful! Wow. I love playing the piano, but you captured here what I've known but could never put into words:
A piano
has feelings
you know.

That line, the entire last part was my favorite part. It just sprung out off the page at me and entered my soul <3 Keep writing, Maddie. It's so beautiful.

Libby | Sun, 09/15/2019

“The gospel alone is the power of God unto salvation.
Therefore, suffer, yes. Be misunderstood, yes. Be shamed, yes. But do not be ashamed. For the joy set before you, take up your cross, follow Jesus, be shamed and despise the shame!" -- John Piper

Yeeeee! I'm so happy Libby!

Yeeeee! I'm so happy Libby! Thank you billions for reading it!!!

Madalyn Clare | Mon, 10/07/2019

Introverts unite!
From the comfort of your own homes!


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