{"id":969,"date":"2014-10-26T02:49:04","date_gmt":"2014-10-26T02:49:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=969"},"modified":"2014-10-26T02:50:01","modified_gmt":"2014-10-26T02:50:01","slug":"out-of-tune","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/out-of-tune\/","title":{"rendered":"Out of Tune"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Out of Tune\" width=\"660\" height=\"371\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/jHeL2kzG9wo?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>No fingers now draw from it chords<br \/>\nThat it once formed, each one like words<br \/>\nNow only insects and birds<br \/>\nDwell among its strings<br \/>\nAnd only birds from within<br \/>\nTo those outside sings<\/p>\n<p>No more airs of romance<br \/>\nPlay as on the keys fingers dance<br \/>\nAs a young man gauges his chance<br \/>\nOf a damsel nearby<br \/>\nWho to the music hums<br \/>\nOblivious to his wandering eye<\/p>\n<p>And we someday the piano shall be<br \/>\nA similar state our bodies will see<br \/>\nThough birds not dwell within maybe<br \/>\nAnd maybe yes!!!<br \/>\nAfter our day when it is done<br \/>\nAnd we to God our sins confess.<\/p>\n<p>Let us when that time is here<br \/>\nTo decay and rot let us not fear<br \/>\nIt matters not after our time how we appear<br \/>\nBe not be dismayed<br \/>\nWhen alive, make sure like the piano you<br \/>\nAre often merrily played!<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/Broken-Piano.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/10\/Broken-Piano.jpg\" alt=\"Broken Piano\" width=\"259\" height=\"194\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-971\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No fingers now draw from it chords That it once formed, each one like words Now only insects and birds Dwell among its strings And only birds from within To those outside sings No more airs of romance Play as on the keys fingers dance As a young man gauges &#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":[155,7,446,6],"tags":[2354,1144,65,1143],"class_list":["post-969","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-death","category-life","category-moral","category-video-poetry","tag-death","tag-joy-de-vive","tag-life-2","tag-piano","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-fD","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1902,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/words-written-while-listening-to-moonlight-sonata\/","url_meta":{"origin":969,"position":0},"title":"Words Written While Listening to Moonlight Sonata","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"16th June 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=6wgUmAn0Ido 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\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Life&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Life","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/life\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/6wgUmAn0Ido\/0.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":2549,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/birds-sing\/","url_meta":{"origin":969,"position":1},"title":"Birds Sing","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th February 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"The birds sing among the boughs The wind blows soft upon the face Life is hard on the best of days Hard to remember in this serene place. 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