Drug Induced Grandiosity, or Keyboards (Covid Poems)

I am not against pharmacy pills. A new ideology

a little bit sanctimonious, Zen Medica superior

to CVS.  There’s something to be said for CVS

besides two for one nuts.  But this is not a CVS poem

(although CVS Covid Poem might possibly be appropriate now)

My new sleeping pill with the possible side effect

of Unbridled Grandiosity led me to this dream last night:

Mayor de Blasio in an effort to gain some ground

in his male battle with Andrew Cuomo decided to give

every household in New York City a union made keyboard

and we would all learn to play while we were home and the whole

city would decide on a song to play together, maybe every

Friday night.  Change is Gonna Come this week’s song.

Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.


  1. I happened to be practicing the piano when this poem came in. No question about it, practicing time has become longer and more involved since social isolation. And a shout out to my wonderful piano teacher, Polly van der Linde

  2. Yes for playing music. The easiest is always the best. The inferior teacher makes it more then it is. Two or three chords are all you need. You learn the muse by making many mistakes and enjoying it. The rhythm is your heart beat. Tap a foot to it until it becomes who you are. Then we can all play together……

  3. Very funny post! Unbridled Grandiosity is absolutely perfect!
    And the idea of everyone playing music together, reminded me of the Italian response with everyone out on their balconies singing together!

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