I Dreamed That Music Faltered Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I dreamed that music faltered like a piano in the rain.
a cloudburst, and then, it will not be the same.
and no one's going out there in this weather.

they could at least, close the lid I said at the high window
or thought I did as the rain gushed in.
but no one came.

a staircase floated by derailed from a home.
I know I am alone but I will try I cried
on a rising wind

but I couldn't find the stairs.
where are the angels where is saving grace
what kind of place is this where I feel

like an astronaut drowning in space
and then the clouds cleared. the rain stopped.
a strangeness in the air. not a drop of mercy.

the grand piano wasn't there somehow.
so I went to the bus stop, retracing steps
thinking I was getting somewhere now.

mary angela douglas 8 november 2015

P.S. In my dream there was no music and therefore no mercy. In real life there is both mercy and music, thanks be to God.