This poem was born due to my beloved friend Jingle's Thursday Poet's Rally. I wrote two poems I considered for the honor of being the Week 29 poem, but this one won out. This is only my second time at the rally, so if you are considering joining know the word-water is fine. Leap in and swim around for a bit!
Not Exactly a Cup of Sugar
Randomly she declared,
"I've got piano innards"
Not unlike, "I've got a cup
of brown sugar" or "you
need baking soda or baking
powder to fill your
spoon, neighbor?"
"I've got piano innards"
abandoned by the host
the body the sound provider
Its music may no longer
be bitten into, the crumbs
no longer fall upon the
blue-green formica table top
"You've got piano innards?"
he queried? "Truly? So do
I!" Ping and pong,
surprising this never even
remotely thought of owning
piano innards listener.
"I don't own any piano innards"
Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence
"Oh"
"Oh"
Giggles....
= = = = = = =
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your poem is very active or creative..
beautiful humor.
thanks for the contribution!
Posted by: Jingle | September 23, 2010 at 08:31 AM
I was on my way to blogs...
missed your entry a few minutes...
your supportive manner is appreciated.
keep shining..
giggles is what everyone adores, thanks for the magical ending in your piece.
Posted by: Jingle | September 23, 2010 at 08:32 AM
I adore quirky. Piano innards certainly satisfies.
Posted by: willow | September 23, 2010 at 08:36 AM
Interesting.. I enjoyed reading it...
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Posted by: Shashi | September 23, 2010 at 09:23 AM
loved the ending...
wonderful write.
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Posted by: Rajlakshmi | September 23, 2010 at 12:16 PM
I liked your poem. The discontinuous language feels so staccato, works to great effect! Thanks for posting your poem, it made for a fun read.
crb.
Posted by: CaribbeanFool | September 23, 2010 at 12:20 PM
Piano innards, I can almost imagine what that would be like. Loved your poem I found it very humorous.
Posted by: Kristen Haskell | September 23, 2010 at 12:24 PM
Ah! :) A very odd situation, a very uncommon conversation, yet it could be any of us.
I liked it very much, thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Lu Ann | September 23, 2010 at 06:53 PM
Cute poem. I liked it.
Posted by: Morganna | September 23, 2010 at 08:26 PM
Ha this one made me laugh.
Lovely, thanks for sharing :)
Kiera x
Posted by: Kiera | September 24, 2010 at 02:52 AM
this made me laugh.. So sweet...
Happy Rally...
Rhyming Waters
--Someone Is Special--
Posted by: Someone Is Special | September 24, 2010 at 06:29 AM
Humorous, creative and refreshing.. Loved reading it.. What a wonderful way to begin my weekend.. Happy Rally Sweets.. :D
xox
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Posted by: Olivia | September 24, 2010 at 08:31 AM
he he sweet poem :)
though i never understood the first line about "piano innards" :(
Posted by: Harshika | September 24, 2010 at 09:30 AM
Very interesting conversation... One Q-- did you mean the "int' in the middle or is it a typo?
Posted by: mm | September 24, 2010 at 10:48 AM
Great poem, really enjoyed reading it!
Posted by: deadpoet88 | September 24, 2010 at 11:16 AM
wish i had violin innards...that's be great. maybe.
=]
Posted by: KYOGAKURA | September 25, 2010 at 05:07 PM
How fun. I'm a nurse and I was trying to diagnose what condition might be described as piano innards!
Victoria
Posted by: Victoria | September 25, 2010 at 08:38 PM
Hey, Julie! That's funny,
creative, and quite different.
When my stomach growls it sounds like
Beethoven's 5th symphony. What does that mean?
No, really. Nice to meet you!
Have a great Sunday :) Peace, UT
Posted by: Uncle Tree | September 26, 2010 at 05:48 AM
this sort of read like a song..!
http://leonnyes.wordpress.com/2010/09/22/cross-roads/ : Rally Week 29, My Poem
Posted by: Leo | September 26, 2010 at 11:31 AM
hope that you have enjoyed your experience at Poets Rally week 29..
your talent is appreciated.
Posted by: Jingle | September 27, 2010 at 07:20 AM
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/monday-poetry-potluck-kings-queens-and.html
Hello, friend:
Our Monday Poetry Potluck Is NOW open, linking is open from Sunday 8pm to Tuesday, 8pm, welcome join us by linking in 1 to 3 poems, you could use an old poem, the more you share, the happier we are…hurry up!
Thanks in advance.
Hope to see you soon…
Posted by: Jingle | September 27, 2010 at 07:20 AM
piano innards?
Piano Innards?
where does one come up with something like that?
its Awesome!! :D :D
Posted by: Reetam Majumder | September 27, 2010 at 08:35 PM
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/10/20/thursday-poets-rally-week-31-october-21-27/
I invite you to attend Thursday Poets Rally week 31
let me know when you are ready.
Thanks a lot.
hope you well.
Posted by: Jingle | October 22, 2010 at 06:12 PM