Seasons Guitar Poems

It's the beginning of colorful Fall,
many chilly days are expected ahead;
tall pine trees don't heed the call,
they are green and warmly dressed!

Their slender images draw...

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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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At the pink dawn, birds on a wing,
All nature in the glory of spring,
Autumn campfires under bright stars,
Thrilling summer sounds from guitars!

Hummingbirds in the Tuesday...

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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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Our roots run deep into the Philadelphia bells of acoustical waves of your musical melodies, sound in my distant ear, the sailors storm on the...

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I recall June dreams beyond seasons' past
which bring me down lanes where old guitars  waft ;
his fingers twanging notes, our laughter screams  ...

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as i sit
cold will not quite
i go to a bar
there am star
as weather snow
i watch a play you know
sing the bad news
here or far
PLAYING
WINTER BLUES...

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In the warmest of seasons,
when the cheerless moon of a remote town
rises from beyond the fir and maple-covered hills,
in great suspense and silence,
a brief song...

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