Poem: Last Piano Lesson

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Day 11 of the the City of Refuge Poem-a-Thon.

Last Piano Lesson

Once he was going to be a concert
pianist, his fingers
shaping his whole future
composing and performing to wide
acclaim, the dreams of a 12-year-old
plus his mother and the
teacher who discovered
and showed him his best musical self.

Three years on a decade of lessons
ended on the same bench
where his feet once dangled.
He had grown into a visionary
aware of many possible bright
futures with the boldness
to explore new dreams and
the youthful wisdom of letting go.


Author: thedamari

I live in Missouri, a more beautiful place than many realize. I love writing, reading, walking, bicycling, and making lists. I’ve written poetry since I was seven. A few years ago I branched out into short fiction and memoir pieces. I also perpetually have a novel in progress. My brain pursues ideas at a brisk pace, wandering all over the map. This blog represents one of my efforts to keep up with it.

2 thoughts on “Poem: Last Piano Lesson”

  1. Your poems are truly lovely. I’m glad you took on this challenge – I get to read your beautiful poems. I bailed when it looked like the book might come out and I’d be distracted.

    B. J.

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