How can my day get any better?
I rise from my bed,
Come downstairs,
Switch on the radio.
A piano is playing,
Playing Beethoven,
Not just any of his music
But one of his best,
His Pathetique Sonata.
There is nothing pathetic
In this music,
The passion and emotion
Flow through the notes
And fill my soul with glory.
Such an emotive piece
Which started my new day,
With the glory of music.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Every morning when I get up and come downstairs the first thing I do is turn on the radio, this morning this is what I heard.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
That's started you off on a 'good foot' then, and a fine write!
Very true Orchi. Thank you.
Maybe I need to turn on the radio too!
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Music is always in my life, and has been for over sixty years.
One of the best pieces of music of all time and a fine write too.
Very true Michael, it is one of Joyce's favourite pieces, shame she was still in bed.
THANKS ANDY ~ Anything by Beethoven deserves an airing and Daniel is a great "interpreter of B". I have my bedside radio tuned to Classic FM and it comes on automatically @ 6:30 am. We often get a snippet of B ! I find TV is a bit repetitive and crass these days so mine is tuned to 703 (Radio 3) and of course Classic FM ) (or a CD) on the kitchen radio. We have no excuse today, not to be versed in the classics ! Love your poem too ~ very soothing. Your classically BRIAN.
Thanks Brian, I always listen to Radio 3 and have been for many years I was even listening to the Third Programme before it changed to Radio 3 in September 1967. Radio 3, unlike Classic FM normally plays the whole of a piece not just one movement.
Thanks as ever for your comments. Andy
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