Strings Of My Heart Poem by Ernestine Northover

Strings Of My Heart

Rating: 5.0


On the keys of a piano,
your fingers play upon the strings of my heart.
Such music fills my soul,
with your sweet notes.

You are the central 'essence' of me,
although we are, so far apart.

Your love vibrates with clarity,
as if a great concerto, is playing, in some vast auditorium.

A symphony floats within my head,
and I hear this 'love' of yours,
it plays my tunes,
and resounds around my 'staccato' afternoons.

© Ernestine Northover

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Duncan Wyllie 09 May 2006

Melody and fireworks for the heart, this is very much worth the read, so enjoyable. love Duncan

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Lucy Burrow 07 November 2005

I could hear the music, lovely image, and OOooh I know those staccato afternoons! Regards, Lucy

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Simon Whild 02 November 2005

Strikes a chord with me, Ernestine. I liked the 'staccato' afternoons image.

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Mary Nagy 30 October 2005

Oh, this is beautiful Ernestine! I could hear the music! ! Very nice. Sincerely, Mary

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