Introduction: This was inspired by and written while listening to Beethoven’s “Moonlight Sonata”.
As he sits at
His piano tonight
The room aglow
By candlelight
His mind is flooded
With memories
As his tired hands
Begin to play an
Old familiar melody
Two young silhouettes
Appear upon his walls
She holds out her hand
and they begin a waltz
He watches them dance
And continues to play
His fingers crashing
Against the ivory keys
To keep the memory
From fading away
As the candle burns low
And the night sets in
The light flickers out
And he sits very still
For a moment in silence.
Remembering
What once was,
All he had lost-
And the meaning
His life had gained
From being truly loved.
Written By: Gretchen Leary 2012
Gretchen Leary (McIntire) 
Thank you for suggesting listening to the song…it adds even more depth to your writing! Beautiful Gretchen!!!
Beautiful!!!
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What a wonderful accompaniment to a beautiful musical selection, Gretchen. This is wonderful!
Wonderful
Beautiful! Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata is one of my favorite piano pieces. It goes with this perfectly. 🙂
Just lovely, Gretchen. Here the shadow bring light. Very nice. k.
I wasn’t sure what to write tonight so I just figured this would do. In a writer’s funk. It’s been a bad day. Hoping my muse wakes up soon
Piano keys….light and dark…ivory and ebony…shadows and light..lovely..;)
This is lovely musical piece ~ The ending is a bit bittersweet for me ~
Gretchen, this is beautiful. It definitely is NO small thing to have been really loved.
Thank-you!
whew…felt…feel the loss…and his desire not to stop playing so the memory does not fade away…lovely piece tonight…
Thanks Brian. It’s actually not a new one but I felt like this fit the prompt. It was intense writing it because I felt like I was writing what Beethoven was trying to say about someone or himself.
…ah, what a melancholy…you set a scene that i can totally relate…not because i’d been through this but because i had once written a poem that almost resembles to this… it was written in a sonnet form about a pianist reminiscing those days he had with his wife before it passed away… as in what Neruda said in his poem… love is so short..forgetting is so long… excellent Gretchen… smiles…
Gorgeous … so achingly bitter sweet
Writing to music is very rewarding. I do it a lot. Nice poem.
Just wonderful, I could hear moonlight sonata playing in the back of my mind as I read…one of my favourite pieces of music and terrific poem that matches the mood. 🙂
🙂
the meaning
His life had gained
From being truly loved…. what a great closure…it makes all the difference if someone loves us..can imagine that he just wants to play on and on to hold the memories..
Wow, fantastic. I loved the silence after the key pounding — it made room for the deep memory and flavors of passion. Nicely captured and excellent rhyme.
this is so romantic. i can almost hear the music
hades gate
music is powerful stuff, great feeling to this, great love.