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  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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