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A poem about my piano
on: April 14, 2005, 08:54:10 PM
Here is a little poem about my piano (which is called Eugene, by the way). Feel free to criticise.  :D

If the day's been hard and luck's been tough,
I'll walk right through that door.
I'll glide straight in and see you there:
Passionate and raw.

Perfection lined up all your keys,
In chromatic beauty, straight like teeth.
Love hath fashioned the strings, you see,
And the dampeners where they meet.

I lift the lid and take the seat,
Run my fingers along the wood.
Scan my music, check the pedal,
I know you'd smile, if you could.

I tease out those well-worn notes,
Melt into the frame.
The well-known sounds slip out your throat;
I need you all the more today.

The slice of light across the strings,
The fugue that's now too much to bear.
The cadenza and such other things,
The unvoiced threats at which I tear.

mikeyg

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #1 on: April 14, 2005, 09:53:17 PM
Not bad, although I am more of a fan of Iambic Pentameter.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #2 on: April 14, 2005, 10:01:51 PM
Here is a little poem about my piano (which is called Eugene, by the way). Feel free to criticise.  :D

If the day's been hard and luck's been tough,
I'll walk right through that door.
I'll glide straight in and see you there:
Passionate and raw.

Perfection lined up all your keys,
In chromatic beauty, straight like teeth.
Love hath fashioned the strings, you see,
And the dampeners where they meet.

I lift the lid and take the seat,
Run my fingers along the wood.
Scan my music, check the pedal,
I know you'd smile, if you could.

I tease out those well-worn notes,
Melt into the frame.
The well-known sounds slip out your throat;
I need you all the more today.

The slice of light across the strings,
The fugue that's now too much to bear.
The cadenza and such other things,
The unvoiced threats at which I tear.

nice poem! u keep writing now, and pls say hello to eugene. best, tds
dignity, love and joy.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #3 on: April 15, 2005, 01:55:37 AM
Very refreshing to read and instinctual to understand. Well written!

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #4 on: April 16, 2005, 12:00:52 AM
tell me more about the passionate raw piano you have.  that was descriptive!  i think it is actually you that is passionate and the piano that is raw, but somehow when you start playing the piano it kind of switches.  the piano seems to be in charge at times.

here's a poem about a  piano that takes charge (like yours):

it's rare but it happens
the pitch just right
in almost every
note in sight...

you sit, you play
your fingers feel
the hidden notes
within the steel...

the wooden frame
seems mighty fine
the polished pedals
for sock time...

you dim the lights (or in my case, turn them off)
and stroke the keys
pleased that the tuner
came for a tune up.

i think passionate pianos and passionate tuners go together. 

do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #5 on: April 16, 2005, 12:13:37 AM
tell me more about the passionate raw piano you have.  that was descriptive!  i think it is actually you that is passionate and the piano that is raw, but somehow when you start playing the piano it kind of switches.  the piano seems to be in charge at times.

here's a poem about a  piano that takes charge (like yours):

it's rare but it happens
the pitch just right
in almost every
note in sight...

you sit, you play
your fingers feel
the hidden notes
within the steel...

the wooden frame
seems mighty fine
the polished pedals
for sock time...

you dim the lights (or in my case, turn them off)
and stroke the keys
pleased that the tuner
came for a tune up.

i think passionate pianos and passionate tuners go together. 




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result: fine
next request: piano and fingers
due date: not applicable
personal message:  ;)
dignity, love and joy.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #6 on: April 16, 2005, 12:27:42 AM
there's a mold
of the fingers of chopin
they're thin
and regal...

there's a mold
of beethovens
massive paws
that speak volumes...

there are rachmaninovs
larger lengthier combo
of chopin and beethoven
together...

ok.  that's all.  i haven't been to a wax museum, but that's probably where we can find out the good stuff about short fingered people like me.
do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #7 on: April 16, 2005, 12:50:25 AM
there's a mold
of the fingers of chopin
they're thin
and regal...

there's a mold
of beethovens
massive paws
that speak volumes...

there are rachmaninovs
larger lengthier combo
of chopin and beethoven
together...

ok.  that's all.  i haven't been to a wax museum, but that's probably where we can find out the good stuff about short fingered people like me.

message from tds

result: ok
next request: why piano?
due date: one day
personal message:  :)
dignity, love and joy.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #8 on: April 16, 2005, 01:41:50 AM
why piano?

why is a good word
because there is never
a single reason for the
need people have for sound...

it is an instinct
put into us
to need something to wake us up
or put us to sleep...

like crickets,
like birds,
or to serenade us
with love songs...

the human voice,
to me, is best
but piano is
a close second.
do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #9 on: April 16, 2005, 02:47:25 AM
(pianonut, I like it)
"The greatest thing in this world is not so much where we are, but in what direction we are moving"  ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #10 on: April 16, 2005, 03:25:19 AM
why piano?

why is a good word
because there is never
a single reason for the
need people have for sound...

it is an instinct
put into us
to need something to wake us up
or put us to sleep...

like crickets,
like birds,
or to serenade us
with love songs...

the human voice,
to me, is best
but piano is
a close second.

message from tds

result: the best yet
next request: you, piano forum!
due date: one day
personal message:  8)
dignity, love and joy.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #11 on: April 16, 2005, 12:55:09 PM
Not bad, although I am more of a fan of Iambic Pentameter.

I do several poems in Iambic Pentametre (mostly sonnets) but not about Eugene, sadly. (By the way, my oboe is called Enoch)

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #12 on: April 17, 2005, 01:14:14 AM
pocorina, you're impossible to beat.  enoch!  that's a pretty good name for an oboe.  i feel badly my piano never got named.

i try to maintain who is who by reading everyone's bio and what they like to do, where they are studying etc.  but it becomes a jumbled up mess in my brain unless i am writing to specific people.  therefore, i have confused steinway tony with steinway guy (at my expense - whew did i hear about that one!)

you, piano forum

hey yo
all you cool dudes
that are only 18-21
you brighten my day

reading about tash's
doings also make me
feel younger and
younger

as though i was
transforming back
into the youthful
soul that just

messed around the piano
(memorizing right and left)
and when everything
came easy (and i didn't have to be consistent ALWAYS)

do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #13 on: April 17, 2005, 01:23:33 AM

you, piano forum

hey yo
all you cool dudes
that are only 18-21
you brighten my day

reading about tash's
doings also make me
feel younger and
younger

as though i was
transforming back
into the youthful
soul that just

messed around the piano
(memorizing right and left)
and when everything
came easy (and i didn't have to be consistent ALWAYS)



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result: ?
next assignment: tba
due date: na
personal message:  :o...was that a poem?

 :)

dignity, love and joy.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #14 on: April 17, 2005, 01:35:31 AM
ok.  your turn.

assignment:  a poem or verse (can be iambic) about anything (musical or otherwise)  how about 'i heard today'

due date: anytime it's done (preferrably by tommorrow)

personal message:  remind me more of who you are tds!  i am female, 40+, studying music at wcu in pennsylvania.  am married, but like to talk to other musicians and hear different perspectives on the various topics on this forum.  i like to think of myself as spiritual, but had a sort of breakdown today and slammed the door on my husband (poor guy).  he was bewildered and profusely apologized (probably for nothing).  why is he so nice to me?  i think sometimes i don't deserve him.
do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #15 on: April 17, 2005, 01:49:41 PM
pocorina, you're impossible to beat. enoch! that's a pretty good name for an oboe. i feel badly my piano never got named.

It's pronounced Enok, by the way

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #16 on: April 17, 2005, 07:30:57 PM
yes.  the biblical pronunciation, right!?  the oboe does have a sort of 'old' sound.  yet, it is so fresh, too.  my mom used to play the oboe.  it seems that very few people have the right mouth to play them just right.  there's a neat passage in haydn's creation right before the duet adam and eve sing 'by thee with bliss.'  the oboe, i think, takes the role of nightingale (charmer). if i were to describe an oboe's sound, it would be 'lovers lament.'  sort of a description of my husband on the other side of the door this morning.  (uh oh, now i am putting music to scenes in my head.  am i truly crazy?)
do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #17 on: April 17, 2005, 08:57:51 PM

assignment:  a poem or verse (can be iambic) about anything (musical or otherwise)  how about 'i heard today'

due date: anytime it's done (preferrably by tommorrow)


i heard pretty much nothing interesting today. i don't think title like "i heard today" will get me far with a poem. perhaps, someone else would like to take this challenge?





personal message: remind me more of who you are tds! i am female, 40+, studying music at wcu in pennsylvania. am married, but like to talk to other musicians and hear different perspectives on the various topics on this forum. i like to think of myself as spiritual, but had a sort of breakdown today and slammed the door on my husband (poor guy). he was bewildered and profusely apologized (probably for nothing). why is he so nice to me? i think sometimes i don't deserve him.


hi pianonut. my name is tds. i am male. i know i have an age, but last time i checked it, it still kept changing just like the case with previous years. i've come to point where i don't find it useful anymore to try to pin down an age, when all but it wants is to flee, and fly. oh btw, dont you think its time to reconcile with your husband these days, if you have not? best, tds
dignity, love and joy.

pocorina

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #18 on: April 18, 2005, 01:46:51 PM
it seems that very few people have the right mouth to play them just right.

So it seems. My oboe teacher told me, however, that my mouth is just PERFECT for the oboe. This is why I have spend weeks trying and failing to get even a sound out of a flute, because flautists need completely the opposite mouth shape.

Even if one does have the perfect mouth, the oboe is MUCH harder to play than, say, the clarinet. To do with pressure and things.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #19 on: April 18, 2005, 11:33:50 PM
i hope you take your oboe with you to scotland!  scotland, from what i hear, is beautiful and green.  really hope you get better FAST and don't lose time thinking about the worst. you sound young and i think that's to your advantage!!!  if you smoke, stop!  echinasia is supposed to be good for the lungs. you can find it at health food stores.  might want to stock up with a bottle or two before you go.
do you know why benches fall apart?  it is because they have lids with little tiny hinges so you can store music inside them.  hint:  buy a bench that does not hinge.  buy it for sturdiness.

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Re: A poem about my piano
Reply #20 on: April 19, 2005, 05:45:00 PM
i hope you take your oboe with you to scotland!  scotland, from what i hear, is beautiful and green.  really hope you get better FAST and don't lose time thinking about the worst. you sound young and i think that's to your advantage!!!  if you smoke, stop!  echinasia is supposed to be good for the lungs. you can find it at health food stores.  might want to stock up with a bottle or two before you go.

Funny you should mention this, as that is part of my medication course here. However, I can hardly play Enok because it tires out my lungs too much and makes them bleed alot. I have had to throw out all my reeds so that i don't re-infect myself or others.
Wish I could fly like everyone...
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