Best Stringed Poems

Never will I forget that sight-
the strings glistening in the light;
mahogany shining at the base.
I know pure joy beamed on my face.

Beautiful guitar,new-found friend;
to a lonely girl you're a god-send.
Oh, the magic I 'll make with you!
We'll be quite famous before we're through!

I picked it...

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The Broken Stringed Guitar

By

Stan Almendro

The melody of my life started when as a baby I was born
No grand piano welcomed me with any music in our home
The blanket they carried me in was old, tattered and torn
Slippers that my dear mom wore had holes, tattered...

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Cold rain pelted me as I climbed the stairs
Home, but my key would not open the lock
Anger stabbed me; a knife thrust, unawares
Thunder roared at my plight, as if to mock

Night fell as I sheltered against the wall
My clothing soaked, but little did I care...

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The land calls my name, deep inside the bowels
Working the strips of fabric that installs
Patience builds up where wind blows beyond time
Lips tell stories but won’t work in the rhyme

Severed is the black hair off her white skin
Opened her heart, the day’s cool air within
Leaves...

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They are many voices all around
some can be loud and others clear
distinctive with clarity and truth
one stands in awe feels so dear

The violin is an instrument supreme
it has a craft that delights one's ear
one loves to hear it's a special sound
for it delivers you to...

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Symphony  for stringed Instrument 
 Grey mist creates a smaller world the eye strains
To see beyond the possible, where only the inner
Vision can see the unseen for which it can´t blink 
Close an eye, or turn away from disgusting truths.
Dull miasma dreamy as passing...

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Always a string threaded 
through my memory 
can't go a day without 
thoughts of you tugging me.
My fringes have to be bad
picking and pulling 
healing prolonged 
Can't seem to undress you
It's obvious I don't want to
I enjoy wearing thoughts of you
Clothed in your naked truth
Wearing you like an alcoholic 
does eighty...

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Daring desire blooms in desert cactus 
Sun-gilded mirage allures
Elusive betrayal oasis recedes
Dream dunes collapse.

The actor Bedouin strides on stage 
Stringed free will deludes
Puppet’s poignant passion
Dances to the destiny designed rhythm....

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It was just a broken stringed guitar
covered in dust and the wood bearing scars.
Long forgotten it lay in the run-down old bar.
Then one sultry day an old man came looking
he searched till he found his beloved guitar,
when he held it at last there were tears...

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A STRINGED INSTRUMENT PLAYER IN HEAVEN

He praised God with stringed instruments and smiled at everyone,
He shared jokes with me often—now a new life he’s begun.
If harps are up in heaven, then he’ll play one there I know,
And with his wife together they’ll bask in heaven’s...

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