Sunday Muse - Play it, Play it
American Jazz pianist and
composer Thelonious Monk
Piano Man
Piano man, won't
you play for me
See it in your eyes
your one desire
Would it be for me
sole audience
Merely tickling keys
in the mornings
Practicing for nights
play just for me
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved
- Photo prompt furnished hopefully by Carrie for The Sunday Muse # 199 writers at
- Composed entirely using my old Galaxy 8 smartphone
- Ninety (90) syllables
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Labels: Love Poem, Metaphorical Poem {??}, Micro Poetry, Poem, Sunday Muse 01, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 2/19/2022 09:55:00 AM
6 comments
6 Comments:
A beautiful piano love poem Jim. It could be a song!
Jim, your poem reminds me of the Neil Diamond song, "Play Me."
Yes indeed. I researched this artiste and did enjoy listening to his work
Have a good Sunday Jim.
Much love...
I believe if the setting had been optimal he may have played just for you (and Mrs. Jim.)
Some songs are very special to the person. As if it has personal meaning.
I hope you listened to a lot of Monk as you were researching the poem. Great stuff!
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