Ernesto Cortazar

 

I discovered Ernesto Cortazar about three or four years ago.

He was born in Mexico and died in 2004.
I have never heard anyone play a piano quite like he does. It is with such a gentle passion.
You can find his music on Youtube
Anyway, this is just one fav of his . There are so many as lovely but …..this suits the snow and winter right now.

( Tribute to Ernesto Cortazar)

He plays

and,

I float upon the waves.

Adrift in his melodic seas
my soul feeds on
those oh-so-perfect notes.

So cold
is winters cowl
I shrink from her icy reach

yet,

need the clasp of
sparkling jewels she shares to
feast these weary eyes upon.

And still,

he plays for me…

Even though his time has passed
his music lives and lures me
like a siren call
to fall in tune with all of
natures blessed harmonies.

I can cross the great divide
turn again to love
look toward days to
come as yet

and,

embrace them.

~**~
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 For the way he plays and to those he has given so much joy and happiness, he is one of my everyday ‘heros’.

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Bubbles

A little bit of soap
creating magic.

You can reach out to
touch
but never capture

Sometimes
hold it in the palm
of your hand

or,

watch it floating
in the air
but,
(a bit like chasing rainbows)
it’s prismatic illusion
there one minute, gone the next
when someone bursts your bubbles.

~*~

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