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"Playing a Keyboard" (Short Poem)

Look at the Pictures for Clues

Allana Calhoun

Her fingers fly across the keys

Finding their targets with precision

Each touch of the ivory or black

Is made with no hesitation

Up and down, left and right

The rhythm sounds in repetition

With amazing speed and grace

Her fingers create fruition.

Published by Allana Calhoun

I'm a working mother who has been writing poetry and short stories since I was a child. I also do crafts and create handmade jewelry.  View profile

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  • Vj McMullan1/4/2012

    Great thoughts in this poem.

  • Charlotte Kuchinsky10/25/2011

    Oh, I really love this one.

  • Lori Gunn10/21/2011

    golly you got it right with this awesome poem!

  • Laura Everly10/21/2011

    great poem nice job Laura Everly

  • Jeanne Baney10/21/2011

    I have four children who play. Awesome!

  • Michele Starkey10/20/2011

    Beautiful - our middle daughter used to play and I loved hearing her. cheers :)

  • carol gibson10/20/2011

    Fingertips and fruition - I like that idea.

  • J.C. JORDAN10/19/2011

    GREAT!

  • J.C. JORDAN10/19/2011

    GREAT!

  • NANCY CZERWINSKI10/19/2011

    I love it! 5*

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