![]() fogA Poem by PianoandPage![]() found this while cleaning![]() we woke up in cloudbanks on loan from the sky the highways were currents the traffic the tide we washed up on islands one tribe at a time and smoked our last smokes shook the sea from our eyes
off-shore the orchestra dances demurely while the sirens soprano counterpointing piano opaqueing the skyline a wonderous white. © 2008 PianoandPageFeatured Review
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Added on October 21, 2008Last Updated on October 21, 2008 Author![]() PianoandPagesan jose, CAAboutMy name is Amy and I am a 35 year old creative poet, writer, pianist, and lover of life and nature. I tend to write about my passions both good and bad. I love to challenge myself and improve my style.. more..Writing
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