Notes From a Neglected Piano
You used to
lovingly coax my
keys with your
melodies
flirt and tease so playfully
high-note hitting glee
We enjoyed
taking tunes apart
upside down
inside out
syncopated Beethoven
bobbidy-boo beats
No small feat
with shimmy and shake
boogie, blues
jazz and all
the razzmatazz I could take
late nights wide awake
You kept me
in good company
playing wild
playing loud
fiercely proud of the sounds we
would make all our own
But something
eventually
changed and our
songs became
sad and few, in shades of blue
slowly fading out
Dreary now
mahogany dull
no longer
loved, cared for
forlorn, faded wallflower
voicelessly, I grieve
____
Another Shadorma form/ personification poem... What I *wish* my old piano thought of me. In truth, I think the 'old girl' is RELIEVED not to be bothered by me anymore!! (Music is sadly not one of my talents.)
Copyright © Rhona Mcferran | Year Posted 2019
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