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The Orchestral Grand
by Lisa Anderson (Age: 18)
copyright 11-09-2005


Age Rating: 7 to 127

 
[I'm rusty, bare with me.]

My fingers danced around the keys,
A deep low, to a delicate high.

The same sweet melody,
A lulling bird calling.

Over and over I played,
I became a one-man orchestra.

The heavy light beaming from the stage
Absorbed into my lonely body

Anew soul was birthing

The melody strummed
The strings harmonized

No longer was it a piano,
But four string instruments

Singing melodically.


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07-24-2006 Richard Reed Jr    

Hi Lisa,

Your poem like its theme has a good musical sound to it. The image of going form lonely
to being surrounded by music was a eat touch.
The two themes played well together like twin pianos. Do you play?

See ya',

Rich
11-16-2005 Sammy A.    

Good'n, Sassa! I love the word choice you used in this poem.

-Frassy
P.S. See you at Thanksgiving!
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