Piano and Wolf

Piano and Wolf

A Poem by steppenwolf
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Musical instruments are not just the sum of their parts.

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Piano and Wolf

By

Steppenwolf

 

A piano is not an object

Made of wood and keys and strings;

It has a soul.

If you broke my piano apart--

The second hand upright piano

That my parents saved for

By cutting down on grocery money--

It would not scream;

It would moan and collapse

Inward like an elderly sick person

Letting go.

 

My piano’s heart beat

Like mine did

When my first lover touched me.

 

When I touched its keys

My piano vibrated and moaned

Just like I did

In that lover’s embrace.

 

The Wolf, the Steppenwolf

Tamed by the music

Uplifted by elegance

Approving of solitary pleasures

Nuzzled my hand

Sat at my feet

His lush silver tail

Moving slightly to the beat

Of Mozart and Beethoven

Played three times over.

 

 

 

 

© 2017 steppenwolf


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I just LOVE this write! The piano teacher in me most assuredly approves. ~Sharon

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