Peace Guitar Poems

Love like this – it is pure bliss,
Striving to understand, more beautiful than I planned,
Love this amazing – leaves my feelings blazing,
Yearning for forever and...

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In a life once mundane, where boredom found its throne, 
A forgotten ember sparked, in the depths of monotone. 
An electrifying force, concealed but not...

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Music You Were
Music You are 
As a Kid, You Were
And still now you are
What would I have been without your wings so strong
 Like thunder...

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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...

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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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Frank Zappa
Was always my musical hero
Ever since I first heard his music
Back in 1974

He blew me away
With his musical genius
His satirical wit
His mastery of rock
Classical...

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Two towns not different 
from each other and yet
they have become indelible
and their preciousness inestimable,
they are two thoughts of equal devotion;
on one I spent lively...

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A desert lake is a perfect 
mirror of the bluest sky
that everyone has ever seen,
it wants to trade place and expect
to be a part of...

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


       ... You've...

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Kick the tires, light the fires, now I’m off and on my way
To different lands on foreign sands although my mind is far away
Back to...

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I
David Frost in the month of September
Before the US opening in October
(Not live, except Paul sang live throughout;
But the mixed fans will thrill; even a...

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Oklahoma skies reserve a place for me,
when my last breath no longer is,
shoot my soul to the stars above,
a resting place where I can find...

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Psychedelic
Good times
Woodstock
Peace love
Long hair
Bell bottom
Jeans and beads
Guitars strumming
Hippies
Around a campfire
Singing
Free style
How the lovin’ was easy



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~RANDOM MUSINGS VOL.2~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention...

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Sing me to sleep this night dear Rosalie.
For I do like to listen close to you.
Strum thy soft guitar gently sweet for me
and play an...

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