Ballade; in the key of life.

Fingers traveling over the keyboard;

playing with gusto,

sometimes soft but building

to the crescendo’s,

with happiness underpinned

by desires and a tinge of ennui,

as life goes by in the flash of my

hands on the keyboard playing

an expansive Ballade Β in the the

words of love and forbearance,

just for you on this ravishing

evening… But actually I sit on

a hard chair typing this Ballade

all alone day dreaming of you.

I had just listened to the Ballade no.4 by Chopin played by Rubinstein, which was blogged by one of the music blogs that I follow, when I got this idea. Here is the piece with thanks to crackapolo and YouTube:


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