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The Piano

Ebony and ivory, noted for sound, Digital playback, sleight of hand. Songsters echo, vibrant pound, Upright, organ, cottage, grand. Strings attached, taut with suspense, The Master Key hammers home Letters of note; chords of tense, Past and present; timed metronome. Naturally played with flat and sharp Sweeping the board. Ayre of nonchalance. Orchestral manoeuvres performed with harp Brass and wind; counter balance. Peddled depression, ayer lingers on Distant wave; caressed...pianissimo. Emotive conductor, under the baton Chorused voice harks, keyed to the piano.

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Date: 3/30/2017 5:57:00 PM
Hello Edward,I like the sound of the piano, harp the orchestra sounds beautiful. I can hear it now. This is a well written poem.
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Edwardj Clark
Date: 3/31/2017 2:26:00 PM
Hi Darlene, thank you for your kind comment and glad you enjoyed it. Edward
Date: 11/27/2016 8:13:00 PM
I agree with Silent One this is a great poem.
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Edwardj Clark
Date: 11/28/2016 4:39:00 PM
Hi Darlene, Thanks once again for your kind comment. Edward

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