Some time ago, I wrote a poem about a piano, as I have an extreme devotion to pianos in every way (about the way it sounds, its physical beauty, etc.). Please, tell me what you think about it. Also, consider this is maybe the first poem I've written in english, and I do not know much about measuring verses and paragraphs, rhyme, and other stuff related to poetry writing...

A piano made of wood

And some other things too

No owner it has

No playing it does.*

Its pedals reach the floor

There's no need for more

The bench is put in front

For someone to go and sit on

The piano was out of tune

No one fixed it, later nor soon

No one has come and played

Silently has this instrument stayed

The sound it had once

Much more beautiful was

The keys were not something to be seeing

It was just matter of using some feeling

If this piano had a life

It would be in no strife

It would want its keys touched

It would like those fingers really much

If this piano gets destroyed

No one will be annoyed

No one will remember, at last,

How beautiful this piano was

* Is this sentence right?
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hello, im a kid who's looking for poems about pianos.
i play the piano too but im not that good im only a begginner i need a person to teach me but i have lessons at school but thats not enough sorry getting out of subject i like your poem very much keep up the good work sir.
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slowly the piano played its song

with its black coat on

alone in the dark

lonely with out a friend

his only friend was the memories

that past by whenever he remembered

his friends who played along
I agree that this poem is very good! Thank you very much for making it upEmotion: stick out tongue

I am looking for a poem about piano teachers does anyone here know a good website?Emotion: smile
Thank you very much if you reply to this comment.
This poem is also very touching!
Dear Dapp93 and Dear Anonymous,
I think it's great that you post poems to this forum and hope that we'll see more in the future.
Anonymous, may I suggest that you register and become a member? It's free and without obligation, and you will have the opportunity to send Private Messages and post you contact details on your profile.
Best regards,
JohnParis
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Shakespeare wrote a famous poem about piano playing, his sonnet no. 128:

How oft when thou, my music, music play'st
upon that blessed wood whose motion sounds
with thy sweet fingers, when thou gently sway'st,
the wiry concord that mine ear confounds,
do I envy those jacks that nimble leap
to kiss the tender inward of thy hand,
whilst my poor lips which should that harvest reap,
at the wood's boldness by thee blushing stand!
To be so tickled they would change their state
and situation with those dancing chips
o'er whom thy fingers walk with gentle gait,
making dead wood more bless'd than living lips.
Since saucy jacks so happy are in this
give them thy fingers, me thy lips to kiss.

The words "wood," "jacks," and "chips" mean piano keys. This is apparently where the phrase "tickling the ivories" originated.
Here is a site with explanations of the origins of popular sayings. I can't vouch for its accuracy, but it makes for interesting reading.
http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/382150.html
AnonymousShakespeare wrote a famous poem about piano playing
Not exactly. The piano wasn't invented until quite a long time after Shakespeare died. It must have been some other keyboard instrument, one of the forerunners of the piano.

CJ
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