Girl Guitar Poems

I’m looking for a flirty girl to love
She’s a pretty face 
With two curls above her eyes
That swear she never lies
But I know she does
She’s...

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For Vicente Fernandez

The dirt
The sweat
The horses,
Saddles off,
Brushed.

The girl who thinks she is pregnant.
The woman who is.
The man with no money is his pocket
The man with...

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Bitter night
	seventeen degrees
all is covered
	in frozen white

comforters and blankets
	piled so high
tugged up high
	warmth to seek

Christmas time
	just days away
my night is filled
	with guitar dreams

there was a...

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She stood all alone in the spotlight
Just a girl and her guitar
Though she was only the warm up act
She deserved to be the star

She stood...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Some tides are small, and some are bigger than our thoughts
Some create the problem only a few provide a solution
My little princess, building mud castle...

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Guy Guitar was jealous of Zak Zither.
Because he thought his girl had come hither.
He put his foot in his mouth several times.
While she ran off...

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fee- foo she wanna groove
give her space
so she can move
caught the beat cause the beat is funky
drop down
like ah funky monkey
study bouis
to pass yo' test
caught...

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she gets the bozack
to express her thoughts and love
devotion
emotion
love 
and tenderness
she wishes me to be her's
that she speaks in phrases
 of devote speakings
she see's thru...

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I would love to be your comfort
A blanket when you're confused
A bright song on every dark day
Warmth and hope you cannot lose
To be the canopy...

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"Church St. people of the abyss."

                 A pancake breakfast...

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You say you're going down
The silence of a hard break
You need the kind of sounds
My old guitar makes
Girl, if you want me to,
I got blues...

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Sitting on the swing one day
I saw him there alone
That old guitar in his hands
Just playing the same old tune

About how time passes by him
And...

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His voice was honest and raw,
He wasn't just some guy,
Each time he sang that song,
He made the whole room cry.
A few familiar faces,
Scattered amongst the...

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She sits with her guitar in the corner
Her hands skillful as they strum the steel strings
Her guitar weeps like a soulfull mourner
Saturating her sweet voice...

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