The Spirit's Sonata

• Artist: pelenar
• Description: Not born of personal experiences, mind you. It was inspired by Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, and at least attempts to tell a story, or set a scene rather. I'd be grateful if someone could dissect it, I've yet to come across someone whose found the scene trying to come through the poem.
• Date: 08/09/2009
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Alone we sit, my love and I. Some days we dance, some days we fly.
Her ebony skin, her ivory smile. At night I caress her, she sings all the while.
The moonlight does free her serenade’s embrace. The moon holds us both, her song, my face.
Seal off the house, my dearest and I, this is our grave. Forever, we lie.
I whisper sweet nothings, she sings all the louder. Her song is most haunting in the midnight hour.
When the moon climbs highest, my spirits race, all I have left is her song’s embrace.
My earthbound angel’s symphony I lead, we sing until sunrise, never stopping to feed.
This house is her prison, her song is my heaven. Love, make a wish, its nearly eleven.
My wish was granted long ago. Though I die, my love and I stay below.

Comments

[Sunafire]

A great way of drawing inspiration, and creating your own unique masterpiece.
Normally i'd complain each line was too long, but in this case it fits perfectly to create a passionate, powerful poem.

[lalkaleliel]

This is a truly spectacular poem. It fits Beethoven's work to a T. It reminds me most of the part of the sonata about a minute and a half in, where the song seems to split into two parts, the higher notes seemingly female and conversing with lower notes that join in, as if a male was lovingly talking to her. Your take on the song is just absolutely wonderful.

I hope I will come to see more of your work! You have a true talent for writing.

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