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Topic: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

Here is a poem I wrote for those who like to play music just to themselves.

         Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life
The thrill of talking, singing or playing  to thin air
No judgement made on the sounds that are yet to be shared
Without a soul to win or lose no applause
Just a person performing to an empty room
Sitting in a room guitar in hand
No need to hear someone else's sounds 
Just the noise in ones head
Playing to the void.
No need for polish for what some perceive as a perfect craft
The music arrives unvarnished and uncharmed
Its imperfections making it real
Embracing the emptiness that feels just right
There is a sweet solace to all the quirks of music unheard
In rooms of quiet radiance
Music flows

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

Pedr. I honestly don't know who if anyone you were thinking of while writing this but I could see myself, as I do lately, sitting in my studio playing, singing, writing and recording songs, the only audience being passers by and the dog next door. You'd expect him to howl along but he just barks toneless like my singing I expect.
Once again my friend an excellent poem, thought provoking as usual and hitting the nail squarely on the head. Well done     

Ask not what Chordie can do for you, but what you can do for Chordie.

Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

Pete
That's me most of the time bc I sing so wickedly that nary a soul wants to be near !  smile
While I do get friends to play and sing for me or I  pay for someone to do some of my songs, about 75% are exactly as you describe
with words and sounds that never leave the room. But that's ok with me bc of the reasons you eloquently put in your poem.

Fantastic poem - great insight Pete
Thank you for sharing.

Jim     

The price of anything, is the amount of life you exchange for it.   - H.D. Thoreau
Your vision is not limited by what your eye can see, but what your mind can imagine.
Make your life count, and the world will be a better place because you tried.
"Use the talents you possess, for the woods would be very silent if no birds sang except only the the best." - Henry Van Dyke

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Re: Empty Seats In The Grand Theatre Of Life

Peatle, such a true and thought-provoking poem.  I think most of understand exactly its meaning.     

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