The Pianist.

I crack my knuckles,
Flex my fingers.

Back straight, shoulders
Relaxed, my red silken dress
On the seat splayed.

The layered footing of
Its skirt, lands gently on
The floor in a muted
Crash.

Once again, I am teleported
To my favourite and sacred
Place.

Eyes closed, heart open.
Crack my neck.
Breathe in and out, it's
Time to play.

I call on the Spirits of,
Pianists past.

Beethoven, himself comes through.

I tell him by communicating
Through my heart, "I'm going to
Channel my talent and skill
Through you." 

I hear him whisper his
Reply, "It's just me and
You."

My fingers slide and dance
Along the key board,
Telling the world how
I came to be.

How every event in my
Life has invented, built and
Shaped me into who I am.

Every high, every low.
The girl who once was,
Naïve.

The Woman, I am now.
Mature, strong, independent
Dainty and delicate.

Like my Grandmother's
Vase perched on top of
This very piano.

Full of roses and daffodils,
Fragrant sweet, yet complicated
To put into words.  

A song sung, by the
Piano's white keys.

Soft and sweet, like a Father
Reading his child a bedtime
Story.

My life summed up in one
Simple tune, a perfect and
Unique symphony.

The name of this song?

'All of Me.' 

- Alexandra Pierotti.

 

Daylight Saving.

I save every moment of
This beautiful gift that is,
Life.

Saving it, like the Light
Saves each day.

I reach my hand out.
Absorbing, as I breathe and
Bathe in the sunshine
Shimmering.

Soaking up every bit
Of it's glimmering glow.
Shut my eyes, time stands
Still.

All that was fast, now
Moves ever so slow.

I'm going to be like,
Elsa from 'Frozen.'
I'm going to Let It
Go.

It's just me, and the
Soothing song sung
By the stream of my
Soul.

Every thing around
Me, taking turns to sing
A silent solo.

I imagine my secret
Sorrow, on the surface of
The water.

Slowly being washed
Away.

Open a glass jar, I
Trap what I can of the
Sunlight's rays.

Shaking it up like a smoothie
Before pouring every drop, over
My head.

Only the best shampoo I
Use, made from a sprinkling of
Fairy dust.

Golden glittery love
Playing and weaving,
Within my hair.

I savour every moment of
This beautiful gift that is,
Life.

Saving it and storing
It, like a souvenir.

Just like the Light,
Saves, each day.

- Alexandra Pierotti.

 

 

Thrive.

When others chose to
Survive, I chose to thrive.

- Alexandra Pierotti.

Game.

Life is like, a game console -
You have to learn from your mistakes.
Try, try and try again.

Sometimes you're in
Control, at other times
You're not.

Doesn't matter how long it takes.
So that when you're not expecting to,
That is when, you will level up.

You ready? Game on!

- Alexandra Pierotti.

Tears Of Joy.

She cried when she realised that,
She had outgrown who she once was.

Grown into who she is,
The person she's always wanted
To be.

That the Future is brighter, than
Any star she had ever seen.

- Alexandra Pierotti.

Be Like Coffee.

Be like coffee -

Strong, beautiful, comforting, warm.
Equal parts bitter and sweet.
Who cares if you're not everyone's
"Cup of tea."

You're not one to sugar
Coat reality.

Logic lackers, laces and
Lingers along the rims of
Your lips.

With everything that
You've overcome?

Your picture should be
On every front cover, of
Every magazine.

Let your heart be like your
Favourite mug -

Sturdy, yet not afraid
To show your fragility.

Your mind a spoon -

Constantly stirring, mixing
Thought and emotion in a
Steady rhythm.

Enhancing its flavour, with each
And every sip of Progress.

In case you haven't
Been told by anyone
Today, I want you to
Know that I'm proud
Of you.

- Alexandra Pierotti.

Pray.

Stressed? Pr🙏y.
Depressed? Pr🙏y.
Happy? Pr🙏y.
Seeking guidance? Pr🙏y.
In need? Pr🙏y.
Want to talk to someone? Pr🙏y.
Seeking forgiveness? Pr🙏y.

You want to be the sword and armour,
To have the strength and courage you need
In order to fight your daily battles? Pr🙏y.

Need assistance in picking up all of
Your broken pieces and rebuilding
Yourself ? Pr🙏y.

Anxious? Pr🙏y.

Struggling to cope that comes
With the destruction of grief? Pr🙏y.

Feeling like you're disappearing
Within yourself due to forgotten
Faith? Pr🙏y.

In need of advice? Pr🙏y.

Need a friend? Pr🙏y.

Wanting answers to the major
Questions of Life? Pr🙏y.

Feeling lost? Pr🙏y.

Have a spare moment? Pr🙏y.

Because you want to? Pr🙏y.

To give thanks for the start and
End of each and every day? Pr🙏y. 

For all your aspirations for your
Future, that are yet to come? Pr🙏y. 

Ashamed? Pr🙏y.

Afraid? Pr🙏y.

To give thanks for all the good
In your life? Pr🙏y.

Whether it be at Church, at home or
When you are just in general out and
About? Pr🙏y.

- Alexandra Pierotti.