Wednesday, March 8, 2017

DMC: "Ode to a Piano" by Lana Wayne Koehler


It was love at first sight: Watching fingers tickle the ivories as
the sound tickles my ears;
Tasting joy,
While the fragrance of the music
Lingers, waiting to embrace 

© 2017 Lana Wayne Koehler. All rights reserved.

Helen Frost has challenged us to write an ode poem this month, following these instructions:
Choose an object (a seashell, a hairbrush, a bird nest, a rolling pin). It should not be anything symbolic (such as a doll, a wedding ring, or a flag). Write five lines about the object, using a different sense in each line (sight, sound, touch, taste, smell). Then ask the object a question, listen for its answer, and write the question, the answer, or both.
Click HERE to read her sample poem, "Ode to a River."

Post your poem on our March 2017 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, March 31st, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her latest novel-in-poems from Farrar, Straus, and Giroux/Macmillan:


  1. Mmmmm... love that lingering musical fragrance! Thanks for your delicious poem, Lana.

  2. I love the "the fragrance of the music" and the embrace at the end. Delicious!

    1. Thanks, Brenda! I love that musical embrace, too!

  3. You've used new looks at the senses in this. I love the fragrances too, but also that double use of "tickles". That's clever!

  4. You make me wish I could play. Great work, Lana.

  5. I never understood lingering music until my kids started playing....I love the linger of the music as my son gets better and better. Nice ode.

  6. Brings up good memories.
    And this poem evokes ab unusual connection - music fragrance.
    Very inventive, Lana Koehler.
    Hope to see more of your work.

  7. Your poem flows one delicious, musical, thought into the next, lovely!