Guitar Pick Poems - Poems about Guitar Pick

...The THUMP, THUMP, THUMP of the drums The screeching of the guitar The BOOM, BOOM, BOOM of the bass It all makes me feel like I'm home I can hear the sounds and feel the words It cuts into me......Read the rest...

...It's never been so hard, to play my friend the blues, It's never been so hard, to play my friend the blues, Though right beside him I did sit, I played out all the tunes. Every day he got much ......Read the rest...

...Sitting next to the lake, I pick up the nearest rock. It’s brown, speckled black, Tinted red by the stream. Layered and flat, But a bit too large to skip. It’s sharp on one side, Rounded on th......Read the rest...

...The guitar pick necklace rested in the hollow of her mottled throat like a chandelier in an old house. A pair of fish net clad legs counted the seconds like a cellulite pocked metronome. Taking a dr......Read the rest...

...Bury me with a horny toad- A jar of Texas sand. Throw in a quart of motor oil- The glove from my right hand. Just leave the spurs upon my boots, An' drop 'em in right quick. An' just in case ......Read the rest...

...I was cleaning my room tonight and came across a guitar pick, one of your used. A further search among broken staple cartridges, multi-colored plastic coated and classic metal paperclips and ......Read the rest...

...Pure white with golden font Millimeters numbered just right Thick enough only for distortion Smooth to the tongue Held perfectly at my fingertips.. But it'll slide right down your throat A pill......Read the rest...

...she was in my eye and that is why it was all for she now there's only me the world revolves around six and they take there licks but the six revolves around one and yes i'm that one i don't l......Read the rest...

...Itching fingers, graceful strokes, where will the notes go? Only the song knows; Pulsing, riveting, amplified for effect; the freestyle is created, strummed by a guitar pick; Scratching out chords un......Read the rest...

...Old Uncle Mack had a long life, seen alot, racism and civil rights, picked cotton in a hot summer field for a man who didn't care for him. He rode the rails for most of his life, seeing things......Read the rest...