Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Unplayed

Silent
the keys that have no sound.
Empty the room
where no voice is heard.
Hollow, the sound
of a heart that beats alone.
All wait for the
right musician,
singer,
companion.
To make their appointed sound Posted by Picasa

8 comments:

Barbara said...

Exquisite.

Carol said...

You sound pretty good to me.

Barbara said...

Great work on the template!

Celfyddydau said...

Great photo, sad poem

Snaggle Tooth said...

Life is a cakewalk!

Ask Jerry Lee Lewis....
(Darn, my piano is still in storage)

colleen said...

I thought they were stairs. Well they do go up and down. Imagine if we walked up the stairs and music played?

Biff Spiffy said...

Inspiring - I'm sending this to a friend who has been out of the playing circuit for too long. Ditto Barbara.

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Love this picture and the words you wrote that go with it!
Here from Michele this mornung, David....