Night Music
The D key
on my neighbor’s piano
sounds like an owl
hoo-h’HOO-hoo-hoo
hoo-h’HOO-hoo-hoo
maybe a mourning dove
coo-OO-oo
coo-OO-oo
the bell buoy
off Mermaid Rocks?
doong doong doong
doong doong doong
Wrong direction, though
an alarm? my phone?
too low for tinitus
its angel songs
too late for a piano
I thought, but
hoo-h’HOO-hoo-hoo
hoo-h’HOO-hoo-hoo
coo-OO-oo
coo-OO-oo
doong doong doong
doong doong doong
That D key had center stage
drowned out the others
in pitch-perfect tones
enough to wake birds
and me, my angels in check
while the Sound rocked on…
Photo and poem ©2021, Jen Payne. #NaPoWriMo. National Poetry Month. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.
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