Moments float around in my head
Like airy piano melodies
Played on electric keyboards
With the volume turned down so it's quiet
Sometimes a bad choice slips through
A wrong note, dissonance rising
As the pedal stays pressed, the chord lingers
I let my fingers rest a bit
Thinking about what to play next
How to make it better
The next song begins, my hands detached from my mind
I close my eyes and wait to hear
What the keys will open,
Wonder where they will take me.
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Jars of Stars
RandomThis is a collection of the poems I've typed up on my iPad. I've noticed I enjoy incorporating nature and space into my poetry, so if you dig nature and space read my poems! Some of them are dark, some are brighter, some rhyme and some are just word...
