(inspired by the photo prompt)
I wandered one day in the forest,
feeling as if I was led,
when I heard what sounded like music
from a piano somewhere up ahead.
I followed the strains of the melody
drawing me deeper into the wood.
The song strangely haunting, familiar –
inspired by evil or good?
The trees seemed to gather around me,
the path I had trod turned to sand
when there in a clearing before me
stood a decrepit, upright grand.
How had this tired old fellow
come to this desolate glade
his torso filled with dry, brown leaves
his keys no longer played?
I felt a presence answer me
as I cautiously lingered there,
“I’ve called you to be with me
I’m the love you’ve sought elsewhere.”
A chill ran through my body
when I heard the specter speak.
I turned to run away from there,
my lungs let out a shriek.
I raced out of the forest
escaping from that hell,
I still could hear the music
coming from the haunted shell.
I look back on that frightful day
and question, was it real,
as I sit here with my lover
tickling ivories with zeal.