A Brief Guide To My Jaw Harp

percussively
I think my way as rhythm 
over cloud peaked tops
mountain points like metered dots
and on them stand and pluck, oh see
my breath transcends eternity

introspect
I aim my gewgaw outwardly 
to a passing world
and yet it seems I’m not as bold
it searches inward with effect
I am my own play’s architect

meditate
a friend who soothes 
who heals at home
I play for me and my ear alone
a remedy of beats I incorporate
in my therapeutic style of late

sanctuary
my sound is that 
of a honeyed waterfall
hear breath, it’s grace over boulders call
a harmonising of beauty’s key
be vibrant yet my soliloquy 



Copyright © | Year Posted 2024



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Date: 8/27/2024 7:07:00 AM
Hello Clive, I loved your expressions and imagery of your Jew Harp. I feel the same way with my guitars. They are my instruments of self-expression, self-healing, and self-awareness and probably saved my life several times. I so much enjoyed reading. - Blessings, My Friend, Daniel
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Clive Culverhouse
Date: 8/27/2024 12:23:00 PM
That's exactly it, thanks for understanding and saying so, Daniel
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