Lonely Guitar Poems

Yesterday i was told a story
it involved celebrities and stardom
two people well known and wealthy
came to be lovers
they married and were friendly
 and cordial through...

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They walked around the pond
speaking of the beautiful lotes
she told a story of someone From her youth
about the legend of "Apache Tears"
a man who cried...

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countless years of toil took toll on his health,
                ...

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Every day the man would 
Sit on the cold concrete in
The midst of a bustling city, weathered
Hands strumming a wooden guitar and
Watery blue eyes full...

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You can take my house

you can take my truck

you can take my money

I don't give a f***

but you can't take 

what you can't break

you can't...

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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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When Spring’s soft murmurs broke the stillness of the rolling hills,
He took his guitar outside to welcome days of daffodils.
His music wound throughout the pines...

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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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*  to the tune of Darryl Braithwaite's
   beautiful timeless tune, On The Horses *


       ... You've...

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My friend’s lying in bed with six strings attached
Yearning for a bond with my calloused fingers,
Gazing at my hands so dull and detached,
Glued to the...

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Crossroads Tale: Synopsis

Jumbled, fumbled
thoughts fester floors
such a toxicologist,
bleeding heart
ignores,

Channels his veins
neath tiled floors
of a bar joint
worked by
whores,

His essence fills the walls
challenged by cigarettes,
cigars, concoctions and
lonely...

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SHE SAID COME DOWN AND SING FOR ME I HAVEN'T HEARD YOU PLAY
IT'S BEEN A LONG, LONG TIME I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU ANYWAY
AND CAN...

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In a window down on Main St.
Sits an old pawn shop guitar
Its strings are like a slinky
And its finish has been marred

But when a dreamer...

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Guitar strums, another song he has written 
Lyrics sad, in his life he has been bitten

Dreams are big, his words are few
He sings his songs...

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My guitar was my respite,
My solace and identity
Without it I fell,
So lonely and empty,
If only you were here,
To evaporate my tears,
I would be whole again,
And...

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