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Click hereThe Blues ...
The long,
lonely sound
of a finger
sliding down
a catgut
or wound,
making vibrating
sounds.
A slow,
toe tapping beat,
that floats
your thoughts
as you sway
in your seat,
your ears
eagerly greet,
each note
played so sweet.
A tune
that describes
exactly
how you feel.
When words
can't make it,
near as real.
A long
lonely sound
that can set
your mood
as if your floating
lightly down
on a cloud
to the ground.
Notes,
that touch your soul
And your Heart
keeps the beat
with the rythym
sadly sweet.
So perfectly played,
that when its done
and the last note
still rings.
You long
to hear the sound
that filled your soul
while still hummin'
the song
that is through
called...
the blues.
Is there anything more enriching than the sound of a mellow blues guitar pursuing the elusive dream of every guitarist ~ to be in the groove. This rendering captures the essense of the feelings of a guitarist while playing ~ the blues.
did you do it?
And it's paired with a very good poem.
thanks for sharing. :)
You Arthur do both. Your talents are always stretching never satisfied with what you just wrote. You stretch with a mighty need to keep writing.
Spelling grammer I am sorry it didn't take away the beauty of this poem. Some overlook the flaws because they aren't seen as such.
They are seen as Art's style. What a wonderful style it is too. Nothing distracts from his heart and soul when he writes from their depths.
Very well written my friend. Your art work blends a soothing beauty refreshingly enveloping the words. My friend
perfectly matching the written word with the flare of the pen..Beauty abounds.