Goodbye old keyboard
you served me well
your presence is a ghost from the recent past,
a man in high viz went up some steps
to a council skip and placed you there.
I'm here to give thanks on your final gig
an insult for a life well spent
in an intimate bond of give and take
a parting touch for old times' sake
before your final swift descent.
I’m reminded of the Captain Beefheart story where he chucked out a saxophone because it had run out of notes. I like to think that’s true.
Like Christmas trees, there is something ineffably poignant about
an abandoned musical instrument. So much pleasure thrown
(literally) on the heap of discarded dreams.
Thanks Ray.
I remember well the sadness at parting with my old keyboard after it had outgrown our small front room.😟
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raypool
Sun 28th Jan 2024 16:36
Ah a fellow keyboardist! Years ago most people owned steam pianos bedecked with photos etc. Uilleam. They often dominated a room. I too have a limited space!
Disillusionment hangs in the air like pine needles Mark. My neighbour cast their piano out into the garden. Imagine!
Another ball game John. A bit Milliganesque that! I like it a lot.
Thanks for all your likes: Graham, Kevin, Keith, Stephen, Aleisha, Holden and Carlton...
Ray