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En Pointe

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A bittersweet mixture of agony and ecstasy
Found in the lone voice of a piano 
Painting colours in harmony
That leave my senses reeling 
Flying through the air like an arrow
Shot from cupids bow 
An electric arc in the atmosphere
Piercing my soul with forgotten longing
Balancing in timeless beauty
Pirouetting chiffon billows elegantly through the notes
Defying gravity
Suspended in animation
Music that compels my body into
Configurations that delight and thrill my perceptions
An exquisite pain of my own making
I lose myself in abstractions
Octaves fluidly creating shapes 
Resembling cursive script
The author of symmetry
I hover on the edge of a lost dream ..... 

I once stood on my toes 

Until the day  
Fate took it from me

(C) Pixievic 






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Vicki Ayers

Tue 8th Mar 2016 08:25

Thanks Martin - I don't sing (it's for the best!!) but I have read it over the piece that inspired it!

Ray - it's great to play I regret never learning properly - & I still dance in my head! X

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Martin Elder

Mon 7th Mar 2016 16:52

This is a lovely poem Vicki that describes the pain and stress evident in this. It reads almost like a song to me.
Nice one.

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Mon 7th Mar 2016 14:35

THanks Vicki; this account fleshes the whole thing out.
Sorry that it impacts in this way - I still play and try to give my best - working with younger people is great , as age is no real barrier!

Ray x

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Vicki Ayers

Sun 6th Mar 2016 16:25

Thank you Ray - I'm an ex ballerina (professional until an injury) this was inspired by a composition a friend of mine wrote - a haunting lone piano. I hope you still get to play!! Xx

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Sat 5th Mar 2016 20:31

A very eloquent tribute to the beauty of sound and its convolutions . As a pianist myself I am always aware of the responsibility to fully express the best of the music. A rather sad termination of a natural desire - wings clipped as it were.


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