I once made love to these keys
Caressing each one, stretching
For octaves beyond my reach
My heart beating in staccato
As you spoke to me in theory
Allegro, crescendo, larghetto
Marble bust of Beethoven glared
And I cared…not
An attempt at a sevenling for the 2nd day of celebration at dVerse Poets Pub. Victoria has interviewed one of our co-founders, Claudia Schoenfeld who has lent us some of her fabulous artwork for inspiration. You can find more of her art and poetry at painterindahouse and Jaywalkingthemoon.
I actually wrote this 35 years ago with a high school friend about my college town. I accompany it with an acoustic guitar. The lyrics are obviously not too sophisticated but when my friend’s band played it at their university pub one night, apparently it was a hit.
I’m tending bar today over at dVerse Poets Pub and we are writing our own songs! It’s a bit noisy, but we’d love to have you join us. Doors open at 3 p.m. EST.