Tuner Poems - Poems about Tuner

The piano tuner there used to be a greengrocer on the ground floor except for potatoes, there was not much call for  another vegetable, the shop closed a piano tuner rented the space and partly white-washed the windows he didn't like to be seen by passers-by  I sat on the gate into our yard pretending to be a cowboy  when he asked...

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On piano keys my cat scratches THe keyboard whet claws, sans music...

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The Piano tuner The blind piano tuner knocked on the door Where I was a caretaker -like I can afford to buy a piano- I showed him into the music room and left to read a newspaper. I heard some clunking as he tunes; then there was a long silence, he had fallen asleep with his head on the...

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Your Best Tuner Seems to and does depend on whose side All of your answers you have tried to hide Less change wanted and more conservative Change wanted and liberal start to swerve. When periods of understanding will plummet People come together in form of a summit Rather then trying to sell selves short They should start seeking others support. They did decide they...

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The rain clouds gather outside and I see his umbrella bouncing over the hedge. I hear him enter the gate with case in hand; He slowly closes the gate and heads for the door. A light knock reverberates into the library, I hear the door close and his soft voice say, “Good evening ma’am, I’m here for a tuning”. She takes his...

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