fingers trace the ivory keys--
the world awaits her air--
solemnly does rise to see
that world was never there.
Author notes
i fail at metre, rhyme, at prompts i dislike.
A contest entry
- Quickie 10/15/20 by Immortal Obscurity.
300 points, ended January 21, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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For a prompt you dislike, I find that this is one of the better entries here. Bravo! Good luck hun
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