Viennese Waltz

Poem By DAVID GERARDINO

A elaborate round trip
with stage money and
a piping voice that shuffles
in and out of our front and
back doors.

yes this is our viennese waltz,
with clowns, kings, jesters, and
a full moon with plans of its own.

the scene changes, the puppets
stand up and go, in walks light,
this light we call hope.

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David great poem.....! ! Love, D.


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