#Playme

Hello everyone !

We have just returned from an enjoyable holiday in Newfoundland and Nova Scotia.

Walking on the Halifax waterfront, I spotted this piano, which is covered because of fog and drizzle or RDF (rain, drizzle and fog). It reminded me of home and the piano which sits in front of the Carrot Café. Pianos in public spaces for people to play seems to have caught on across the Country.

Queen's Warf, Halifax, Nova Scotia Public Piano

Queen’s Warf,
Halifax, Nova Scotia
Public Piano

Carrot Café Piano 118th Avenue, Edmonton, Alberta

Carrot Café Piano
118th Avenue, Edmonton, Alberta

  

Fingers run up and down the keys

#children run back and forth chasing an ocean wave

notes reach a crescendo, then wane

Fingers run up and down the keys

leaping slowly, like mule-deer dancing through the grain

sound stopping on one clear note held low and long

#liketheprairie

Fingers run up and down the keys

a sprinkle of sound like #Depression dust settling to the ground

only to be whisked high and round

into the throbbing drum of combines cutting wheat

Fingers run up and down the keys

staccato horns blaring, laughter lilting

the smooth sound of #jazzy blues mixing with coffee

Fingers run up and down the keys

pounding, then gently, like velvety water rippling

chromatic gulls drifting

#music

#calling, calling

#Playme

 

#Playme

#Playme

 

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Blessed are the Poor in Spirit

I saw this sign as I was walking on Alberta Avenue. It made me think of the beautiful writing of the Beatitudes and inspired me to write this piece.

Blessed are the Poor in Spirit

Blessed are the Poor in Spirit

Blessed are the poor in Spirit

So the good book said

Blessed are the stony benches

Where homeless lay their head

Blessed are the streetwalkers

Who struggle with their clothes

Blessed are the places

Lost cigarettes repose

Blessed are the mothers

With children held too tight

Blessed are the poets

Who gaze into the night

Blessed are the ones who listen

As the church bells knell

Blessed are the spirits

Who look beyond the shell

Blessed are the ones who work

For glad fraternity

Blessed are the poor in spirit

For all eternity.