My Melting Piano
My melting piano
like liquid clocks of undulating passage atop the branches
stretching their forever time downward
to shroud the languid buds of Spring's rhapsody.
Will rhythms of youth
merge with gratefulness
upon the austerity of our symphony's last movement?
Will the luster of ebony
illumine the memory amidst the swirling ashes
where Damper pads desperately work to protect the melodies once mine?
Will the glistening heat of completeness
bring forth yet another incarnation of perpetual motion
a once calm tonality as the seedling of a measure's beginning
now the climax of the ever calm
the tremolo of eternal movement?
My melting piano
glacial resonance
life with death personified..
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On cruises I have had the opportunity to buy Dali paintings like the one you have shown that I always admire. I don't think they were originals that were too expensive for my budget.
In their last years in a rented house, my grandparents suffered a house fire. Inside the house looked normal after the fire. But a telltale sign of the heat was there plastic television set that melted.
Ron