Composing

I write it down, in no particular order.
I play a passage wondering if that note should be longer.
I try to express what I feel. I can’t end on the tonic......
“Isn’t that Ideal.” I want to tell the story about when I couldn’t walk.
I landed on the right chord, “That was luck.”
I feel the need to tell about parts of my life.
I continue to want to write.
I love the sound of the melody.
It’s kinda funny, and weird.
I’m a little worried about the length of the tie.
I sigh without any fear.
I play it all on the piano now, left hand not yet coordinated.
I add a touch of Mezzo piano, wait, that’s a little too timid.
It helps me express memories, thoughts and little things.
There are many ways to tell stories.
I especially like it when there are lyrics in melodies.
I write it all down in no particular order.
I play a passage wondering if that note should be longer.
I can’t make a decision right now. I’ll finish after I ponder......

Art and poem by Rebecca Beberaggi