The Baby Grand Piano
Claudia Krizay 1956 (Washington DC)
The Baby Grand Piano
With hope to someday find my rainbow,
I play Beethoven’s sonata on the baby grand piano-
My father stands over my shoulder with a whip.
As he chants along discordantly,
I listen to his eerie voice in the night.
My father’s neglect screams and
Stabs me with cruel and toxic words-
Last night he abruptly passed away.
My thoughts are spinning out of control-
As are Saturn’s rings amidst a vicious meteor shower.
I sing a classic solo-off key though gently-
As my hands search for the keys on the baby grand piano.
I am alone in the dark- as I dream,
I am playing Beethoven’s sonata on the baby grand piano,
While the back door to my mind’s prison is padlocked-
My thoughts are spinning out of control-
I play Beethoven’s sonata on the baby grand piano-
With utmost care but with trepidation-
I recall my father holding that whip above my shoulder-
I know he can still hear me as souls never die-
I hear my father’s wrathful vengeance-
I never promised him the world-
He never promised me a life-
I composed a song for him, alone-
I played for him on the baby grand piano-
He slighted me with his deriding smile.
I hear the lonesome screaming of the deceased
Rain is falling into a bloodbath. –
Where my father’s soul is inclined to exist-
I believe my soul shall live on,
As I keep on searching for rainbows in a fleeting moment.
I play a dirge for my father
On the baby grand piano,
In the darkness and without command.
Claudia Krizay
About this poem
This poem is about child abuse
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Submitted by claudiakrizay on September 14, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | a aAxbx xxx Bcba xaxB Axcx xxxxab xxx xxcax |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,441 |
Words | 271 |
Stanzas | 9 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 5, 3, 4, 4, 4, 6, 3, 5 |
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