Happy Thursday to one and all! We hope you're all ready to read a weird and wacky poem today, because that's what we have for you as part of Angel Sammy
's Thoroughly Poetic Thursday challenge.
Our host never fails to help us out with a photo prompt, and this week's prompt is this sweet one here:
I learned to play the piano as a child. I certainly never reached any professional level of playing, but I do love the beauty of the instrument. That being said, somehow the above image ended up in the forest for me. Does that make even a lick of sense?
I mentioned recently how I've been inspired by forest imagery a lot these days. This is in part thanks to the fact that I've been watching the show Black Spot
, which is largely set in a massive French forest. Believe it or not, one of the episodes of that show involves a piano that is played in, you guessed it, the forest. With that in mind, I meandered my way through the following poem. It's nowhere near as magical as I'd hoped, but it is what it is, I guess. Surprisingly, this poem is also actually shorter than most of the ones I scribble up. Don't worry, though, because I still babble plenty throughout it.
Fur and Elise in the Forest
Music could oft be heard playing in the forest.
It was the sound of a piano and at times a chorus.
Sarah could not help but feel nothing short of curious,
Even though the forest's sounds made other townsfolk quite furious.
Sarah thought the tunes were nothing short of beautiful.
She quite enjoyed that every night the forest became a place so musical.
It was on one warm night that Sarah made the decision.
She would find the source of the forest's melodic rhythm.
Sarah waited for the moon to rise,
And for the music to play beneath the starlit skies.
Without fail, a melody soon began drifting from the forest.
Sarah headed out for an evening that would be far from boring.
The keys of a mystery piano guided Sarah's way.
The notes called to her through the forest's vast array.
She tiptoed through the trees this way and that,
Until she suddenly caught sight of—what was that?—a cat!
The cat looked something like a tiny tiger,
And it rested upon a grand piano that was currently singing B minor.
Finally, Sarah had found the source of the forest's concert!
The pianist was a brunette young lady with a purple bow, shirt, and skirt.
The piano being played was as black and sleek as onyx,
But the pianist's seat was even more stunning, to be honest.
She sat on none other than a giant toadstool,
Its surface gleaming in the starlight like a red jewel.
It suddenly became evident to Sarah that the woman was playing a duet.
After all, her tiny tiger of a cat was playing a note or two, you bet!
The piece the woman and her cat performed required great skill and craft,
Their fingers and paws flying across the keys lighting fast.
The lady at the piano stopped when she suddenly saw her audience.
She said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I hope we're not being obnoxious."
Sarah said, "No, not at all! I find it amusing.
In fact, I came seeking the one who filled the forest with music.
I don't believe I've ever seen you in town.
I would certainly remember seeing your tiger cat around."
"We don't leave the forest much, or at all," the pianist said.
She smiled, shrugged, and shook her head.
The cat meowed its agreement and stomped some piano keys.
The resulting tune was low and loud yet made Sarah feel at peace.
"I'm Sarah, and I'm really quite fond of the music you play.
What are your names, if that's something you'd like to say?"
The cat chirruped and the woman patted its head.
"He's Fur and I'm Elise," was what the woman said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Fur and Elise," Sarah said with a smile.
"Would you mind if I listened to you play for a while?"
"Of course not!" Elise said with a clap of her hands.
"You have your pick of seats, unless you'd like to stand."
Sarah sat cozily amongst the forest's trees,
Which swayed to the music with the help of the breeze.
On that fine night Sarah enjoyed a concert in the forest,
Beginning with a rendition of the Für Elise, of course.
Now, we wouldn't let a Thursday go by without Thimble and her Thankfuls.
Obviously, Thimble is grateful for that adorable nose and those adorable eyes on her adorable face. I'm equally as glad for all of this girl's adorableness. The only problem with it is that I can't tell this adorable girl no to save my life.
As always, we're also beyond thankful for this wonderful community and the friends we've made here!
We wouldn't wrap up this post without sharing the fill-in statements for tomorrow's Friendly Fill-Ins challenge. Ellen of 15andmeowing
came up with the first two, and I came up with the second two.
1. My favorite Peanuts character is _________.
2. I knew I was no longer a child when _________.
3. I was shocked when I learned that _________.
4. I always feel frustrated when I try to _________.
We'll see you tomorrow, friends!
Did you know?
Did you know that tigers are the largest cat species in the world? A male Siberian tiger can weigh up to approximately 650 lbs. The smallest subspecies of tiger is believed to be the Sumatran, with males weighing approximately 300 lbs. In terms of carnivores in general, tigers are the third largest in the world, being beat out only by polar bears and brown bears.