Piano Confessions

~ Deana J. Tavares 

Yellow rooms echo

With melodies past

Hauntingly beautiful

Spells they can cast

 

Sounds penetrating ears

Drawing out verse

Plumed pens descendant

Scribbling words

 

Great sadness exuded

As ivory keys plunked

Empty room filled

With emptiness

Multistory

Invisible junk

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