{"id":1902,"date":"2015-06-16T20:56:21","date_gmt":"2015-06-16T20:56:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1902"},"modified":"2015-06-16T20:56:21","modified_gmt":"2015-06-16T20:56:21","slug":"words-written-while-listening-to-moonlight-sonata","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/words-written-while-listening-to-moonlight-sonata\/","title":{"rendered":"Words Written While Listening to Moonlight Sonata"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Words Written While Listening to Beethoven&#039;s &quot;Moonlight Sonata&quot;\" width=\"660\" height=\"371\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6wgUmAn0Ido?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>As if the gods were striking the strings<br \/>\nThe air the piano plays<br \/>\nAnd I listening am transported<br \/>\nBack to former slower days<br \/>\nWhen the world was better and people purer<br \/>\nFor all the faults we know they had<br \/>\nAnd I look at the world and its woes<br \/>\nAnd its greed and I am sad.<\/p>\n<p>It is strange that, to think<br \/>\nIn, when the music was written, it was<br \/>\nLooked down on to be proud and vain<br \/>\nThe sin of Pride was frowned on because<br \/>\nNot just it was in the Bible written<br \/>\nBut in the Principle people actually believed<br \/>\nUsury too was taboo<br \/>\nAs a way others were deceived.<\/p>\n<p>And as the music slowly fades<br \/>\nThe frantic beats of Trance I hear from a car&#8230;<br \/>\nAnd after it the aggro of some rap track<br \/>\nI drift again from the here and now far<br \/>\nTo the tinkling of the piano strings<br \/>\nBy the fingers to the notes that softly strike the keys<br \/>\nAnd I linger on the thoughts and longings<br \/>\nOf a world of more honesty, peace and ease.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As if the gods were striking the strings The air the piano plays And I listening am transported Back to former slower days When the world was better and people purer For all the faults we know they had And I look at the world and its woes And its &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,6],"tags":[2074,2075,1377,65,1199,2072,2073],"class_list":["post-1902","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","category-video-poetry","tag-beethoven","tag-classical-music","tag-composer","tag-life-2","tag-music","tag-reflection","tag-relaxation","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-uG","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1133,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/poets-express-a-bar-and-bawdy-bards-outside-bantry\/","url_meta":{"origin":1902,"position":0},"title":"Poets Express: A Bar, and Bawdy Bards, Outside Bantry!","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"3rd July 2010","format":false,"excerpt":"As expected, Poets Express was a success, but with a different crowd than anticipated. 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