Piano Rock

Here’s a little … something, that I just wrote, thought I’d share. Hope you enjoy.

Piano Rock … oh yes. Shaking and shattering keys tickled and tapped then rattled and hummed and pounded and pumped whilst rippling and chilling my skin. Profanities are spoken, windows are broken, chairs are thrown, minds are blown, feathers are ruffled, grumbles are muffled, people are offended and players are commended, attitudes are changed, the piano player is deranged. Piano rock, I love it so. S.H.