Ribbons Spring/Summer, Volume 18, Number 2 (Page 94)
Silent Piano
My uncle had this beautiful piano. People told me he was pretty good, but I never heard him play. Even if I asked him. I do remember seeing him play his trombone with a big band a few times, though. For years, the piano sat in the den, like a decoration. Only kids really played on it. It's sad. I wonder why he stopped.
his old upright piano
silent in a corner
covered in knickknacks
echoes of old songs
played out of tune
Ribbons Winter: Volume 18, Number 1 (Page 72)
A Moment With Myself
sunset
over a quiet river
evening cricket song
i turn off
the radio
above the sea
orange fades into
the horizon
incoming tide
washing the day away
Self-Portrait: Tanka Society of America Members' Anthology (2021 Page 61)
grandma sews her quilts
while grandpa tells stories
in the parlor
both embroidering
in their own way
Silent Piano
My uncle had this beautiful piano. People told me he was pretty good, but I never heard him play. Even if I asked him. I do remember seeing him play his trombone with a big band a few times, though. For years, the piano sat in the den, like a decoration. Only kids really played on it. It's sad. I wonder why he stopped.
his old upright piano
silent in a corner
covered in knickknacks
echoes of old songs
played out of tune
Ribbons Winter: Volume 18, Number 1 (Page 72)
A Moment With Myself
sunset
over a quiet river
evening cricket song
i turn off
the radio
above the sea
orange fades into
the horizon
incoming tide
washing the day away
Self-Portrait: Tanka Society of America Members' Anthology (2021 Page 61)
grandma sews her quilts
while grandpa tells stories
in the parlor
both embroidering
in their own way
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