Roy Whitman

(Scranton, PA, USA)

The Piano And The Violin - Poem by Roy Whitman

Black keys, white keys.
Straight in a row.
Whimsical tunes
Do come and go.
Silence now, not a sound.
Boys and girls dance around. Four strings, a bow.
Rounded curves and a scroll.
Playful concertos
Do crash and roll.
Silence now, not a sound.
Boys and girls dance around.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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