“What Sparkling Cider and Joplin Can Do”



The piano winks the notes from some

Invisible box,

And the tune wears soft frills and Chiffon

Like a sassy two-tone shoe kicking up

Gaiety and tipsy memories.

Joplin must’ve loved to shimmy in the 1800’s too!

You’d never guess the flirting that twinkles

My dim-lit room,

My shoulders ache from so much dipping and

The stomp

Like a midnight kiss stamps on my puritanical

Neck from the bubbly.

3 Comments to ““What Sparkling Cider and Joplin Can Do””

  1. Fabulous! Such a visual experience Deborah, I love it and the metaphors are exquisite 🙂

    Christine x

  2. Oh my goodness thank you Deborah! I will look now. Thank you so very much, I am honoured, i really am. 🙂 x

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