SoCS – It Whispers My Name

whispering

It sits before me every day, whispering my name. When I was a child, I ran to it every time life got hard. It was my escape, my calm in the storm, my peace deliverer.

During our time together, no one else existed. There were no other voices to be heard and no one to see. We were in our own private world.

I would spend hours with it, just the two of us. On it, I would release all of my emotions, my fears. The two of us grew very close.

Then one day I walked away. I got busy with life, and forgot all it had done for me over the years. Of how it had always been there during my toughest times. I had left it alone, and soon it became a collector of dust.

Every now and then I would glance at it, as it would call my name. A few minutes here and there, we would spend together, but never like we did before.

We made such beautiful music together. Notebooks full of music were written, it being the source. It whispers to me now, to come back, to release my emotions once more.

pianoWill I return to it? My piano, the object that whispers my name.


This post is part of SoCS: https://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/05/30/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-3114/

This week your prompt will be “object.” Choose an object, or write about something you object to. Nouns and verbs don’t matter here at Stream of Consciousness Saturday. If you do go with the noun, try to include a picture.

Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

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21 Responses to SoCS – It Whispers My Name

  1. Doobster418 says:

    One big regret I have in my life is that I never learned to play piano. Now I live in a small condo and don’t have room for one. Oh well. Good post; well written.

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  2. morgaine620 says:

    ah, my grandmother seems to be coming back a lot lately: She always wanted me to learn to play the piano but I would rather read a book and play recorder or guitar. Please, go and play with it: Nothing is sadder than a lonely instrument 🙂

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  3. Very nice post 🙂
    Instruments are for being used 😀

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  4. LindaGHill says:

    Lovely post, my dear. Thank you for sharing that fond memory for SoCS this week! 🙂

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  5. Kylie says:

    As a pianist (and an admirer of great writing), I love this! I’m sure the piano will welcome you back with open arms (or keys). 🙂

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  6. April says:

    Yes, return to it. Music is medicine for the soul, and if you can make it–well, that would be so much better.

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  7. stacilys says:

    Ohhhhh, I wish I could play the piano. I only play a little guitar. But like you with your piano, mine is collecting dust.
    🙂

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  8. I don’t know whether you abandoned your piano because life was good and putting your soul into the music was no longer needed. I know I played the flute, abandoned it in early adulthood but went back to it when the music was needed to soothe the soul. Sadly it is again abandoned and I wonder if I will ever play again. A lovely post.

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  9. mewhoami says:

    What an amazing instrument to have in your home; old, played by a loved one and just waiting to have your fingers touch the keys. With your new schedule, you may have the time to play again. 🙂

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