The Piano in My Mind

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – July Covid-19 P.A.D. – Day 14
“Music Maestro, Please”

“Write  a poem about the instrument you play/played/wanted to play.

I begged
them to buy
me a piano.
Mom said they could not afford it,
and besides, she exclaimed, I know you’d never practice.
She may have been right, but I still daydream of playing jazz, blues, or
     classical music.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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