Yet again I stop.
The power that music has over me
Makes me stop and listen.
I have to listen,
I become the music
As it goes through my body
To my heart and mind.
I seem to leave my body
And follow the notes into the ether
As they sail away to infinity,
Always there for me to hear.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 26th, 2020 02:10
- Comment from author about the poem: As usual I had the radio on this morning as I was reading and writing poetry when this piece of music came on, I became one with the music.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 44
Comments6
Good write and music Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Thanks for the musical peace offering Andy. More than settles the misunderstanding. lol
My pleasure Dave, music is there for all of us.
"The more I get to know about music the more ignorant I realise that I am."
Andy
ANGELA HERE - GOOD AFTERNOON - Uncle Andy Wow we are on sacred ground today ! Beethovens Emperor Op 73, First peformed in Vienna in 1811. His 5th Piano Concerto a piece which all amateur Pianists aspire to PLAY ! Beethoven is my fave composer for Piano. No more Clinics today so a few moments to catch up on MPS after a late lunch. I empathise with your elegant Poem ~ Music is the Food of Life & Love ~ so please *Play it again Uncle Andy !*
Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
Love Angela Brian & Smokey ! ! !
Music certainly is the food of my life Angela.
Andy
Thank you. Music is always there for me also.
That is great, music is so important in my life.
Andy
And what a great piece it is - could listen to Beethoven all day.
Thanks Michael, so could I.
There is a theory that there are four composers that can never be surpassed, J.S Bach, Mozart, Beethoven and your own favourite, such true words.
Andy
as it happens, it happens to me too
another well captured sensory observation sir .... indeed one might even say charming ...
I only learnt yesterday that a flock of goldfinches is called 'a charm'
... Neville
Thank you Neville, music is so important and so 'charming'.
Andy
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