Fingers Dancing

 for Quyen:

Are we hearing music

streaming from Heaven

when you play the piano?

The silky smoothness

of song played

with color and light.

We watch the graceful movement

of your fingers dancing,

sliding across ebony and ivory.

I listen to your pure voice

with my eyes closed,

imagining the gates of Heaven.

© 2023 Richard Havenga

Photo Location: St. Patrick ~ Parnell

Enough

In the sunny room,
on the wooden floor,
the piano waits
for the gentle, 
knowing touch
of her sensuous fingers.

Now, she approaches.
Nearer.

Close enough 
to briefly touch
the smooth ivory keys.

Long enough 
for fingertips
to disturb the dust
accented by the sun.

Soft enough
that no notes 
were played.

Carrying her dream,
she walks away.

©  2018  Richard Havenga

Photo Location: Private Residence ~ Grandville, Michigan