POETRY
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An Orchestra’s Score-less Page
Old man fading,
A dusty,
Old quill, nearly silenced
His fingers, ink-stained sensations
Could really fiddle…
Flailing those poetic strings
Like whispers to the ages,
Now a soundless voice, on
An orchestra’s score-less page.
(Mountaintop Cottage, Tennessee
~July 12, 2006)
Debora Short
2 Comments:
that's a fantastic scene painted by your words.
thank you!
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