That Old Piano

That Old Piano

 

It had been there for as long as I could remember,

that’s because it was there long before I was born.

A fixture in my great grandmother’s house,

to me, it didn’t seem warn.

 

I would sit at it,

my slender fingers danced upon its ivory keys.

Though I knew not how to play,

the piano captivated me.

 

If I could, I would have sat for hours,

playing the music only an unskilled child played.

Sounding heavenly to my unlearned ears,

I must have thought I was giving the house a serenade.

 

Though I’m sure I heard Dad poke fun,

saying it sounded like a dying calf in a rainstorm!

I didn’t care,

but played that old piano all the more.

 

I also recall Mom telling me

it needed tuned.

I didn’t care,

but played to the room.

 

Many a memory were made in that house,

happy times, and times of sorrow.

I shall never forget

that old piano.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

May 10, 2021

Reviews

[wordman]

the center piece of the family,lol,i took some piano lessons,can play a little

[Melinda McQueen]

That's neat!

[wordman]

you`re welcome

[jacob erin-cilberto]

that old piano represented the relationship she had with her parents..."never worn"
could play a little out of tune, but it didn't matter...the fact she hit the keys and created smiles is what mattered.
j.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your lovely review. You hit the nail on the head!

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Melinda for sharing the amazing poetry and story. I liked the story of the piano. I still remember my grandparent house. A honored memory. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your comment. Much appreciated.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Melinda.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Ps it was grand to hear your experiences too xx

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Ooh reading this reminds me of living as a child we lived in my grandfathers house with mum n dad
A big family of 8
So me and my dear sister would sit for hours playing the old piano
No one played but us
We just tinkered taught ourselves one finger tunes like God save the Queen etc
Your poem. Brought back a myriad of pictures and memory of my times in the front lounge room tinkering on it with her
Thanks
My other older other sister inherited it and her kids tinkered as well when young now I’m learning the keyboard in my sons cheap but good Casio
I love it wish I’d been given lessons as a child on that beautiful piano 🎹
Thanks for taking me back
That’s a good poem if people can instantly recall good times relevant triggered by a write ✍️ thanks 🙏

[Melinda McQueen]

That's so neat! I'm happy it brought back sweet mem4ories for you.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

I tend to drone on
Stop me in my tracks next time lol 😂
Ha ha don’t encourage me
If a poem can bring bk memories or an experience to another reader then. It’s a hit

[Melinda McQueen]

Hey, I love your comments!
Have you read my other poem? The one you inspired!

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

No how did I inspire what writes are they called
I’d love to know !!

[Melinda McQueen]

You wanted me to write a poem about a horse...
So I wrote Freedom Horse!

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Oh ok I’ll go now to see it XX