The door opens and into the first room you step
And look around in wonder
At the peaceful scenes on the wall.
The soft furnishings all around
Like a slow symphonic movement
Played in a major key.
The calm washes over you
And you are at peace.
As you step into the next room
The key changes,
It takes you to a world of nature,
Sparkling all around.
Trees and flowers abound.
The sounds of a concerto
Showing you that life is good.
You reach the next room
And all changes,
The minor key shows anger,
The cruelty in this world.
The music so loud, so staccato
Leading to the room where sadness abounds,
Another minor key,
Where the sound of a plaintive oboe,
Casts its solemn tune into your mind,
The leaden feeling shown and felt within the room.
The darkness and gloom slide past
As you reach another door.
What will the next room show?
What key will the feeling bring?
Keys can be like rooms
And in the mansion where you find yourself
There are twenty-four keys.
Emotions galore to be heard, seen and felt.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 24th, 2025 01:56
- Comment from author about the poem: So much music, so little time.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
An excellent way of conceptualising the keys 🎹 of music 🎶 as 🔑 keys 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you arqios, much appreciated.
Andy
A very apt metaphor Gold. Music is a many roomed mansion, each room with its appeal. It depends on the mood as to which room I choose. Very nice
Thank you soren. Yes that is very true, so many emotions can be found in music.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Thank you Orchi.
In a word epic .. reminds me of that old confectionary bar .. the one that had a note in every bite .. Neville 🎵🎵🎶👍
Most kind Neville, thank you.
Andy
I always imagine you in a castle 🏰 the keys indeed. 🌹
My castle is full of music and love Teddy. Thank you.
Andy
As with emotions it's all about how you are feeling, very enjoyable read
Very true Tobani, thank you.
Andy
You are very welcome
Beautiful.
Most kind Thomas.
Andy
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