Short Guitar Poems
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George Harrison
Quiet Beatle by comparison
Kermit the Frog was one of his peeps
Still his guitar gently weeps
He stands out there all day
Strums the guitar for his pay
Your portfolio's grown fat
Put a couple bucks in his hat
I’ve waited too long for the wrong thing
I play guitar just as I feel
Choose your poison,
Make your dreams with truth
lap-top for christmas?!...
books aren't some 'boo'...ok?!...once...
pens ink...'meant-all' thought...
stans sand
was a day of gun
was amusic run
we came to play
it was guitarist day
we had chesse and ham
as we
GUITAR AND MUSIC JAM
sound of the guitar
and joy of a listener,
probe of the singer,
the cool lovely dance of souls,
so simpatico abstract
From pirouettes to guitar frets
ballet to country crooners
Enchanted elegance poached
by bluegrass sand-duners
been around the block
non stop
love music hip hop
from old school
still played guitar blues
some say am cool
an am a
OLD FOOL
Bars are letting out
Last El to south Chicago
Unrelenting rain
Eyes dripping with pure regret
Screaming steel guitar cries
to some he's a star
play the guitar
here are far
put money in the can
he's a one man band
hes the
BORAD WALK
MUSIC MAN
god gave you talent
utilize your skills for him
inspire people
turn trial to triumph
amethyst application
red dedication
John..Paul..George..Ringo Starr
four Liverpool lads with drums+guitar
From Hamburg 's Reeperbahn
to a famous worldwide yarn
while waxing
my guitar
to make it
look better
then it sounds
i found
the body
like mine
had lots
of finishing
cracks
Form:
Notes tumble freely
Guitar warms the twilight mist
Soft summer healing
Haiku written July 6/21
i love the way it sing
its has a ping
and ring
playing blues
or song of
good news
to me its a music star
SWEET GUITAR
A dog,
A backpack,
A guitar,
A walk on a Arkansas Highway.
Weather warm, dry,
Few clouds in the sky,
This was his world,
Today.
My
Fingers
Do a dance
Upon the steel;
Guitars velvet voice
Resonating;
Sings to my
Dancing
Soul.
I was strumming my old guitar
When I wished on a shooting star
A glass of wine
With Seven of Nine
In her own Milky Way boudoir
its sing rings and ping
the guitars talk
thinks as you walks
you play
this and that way
it like gold
that
GUITAR GUITAR SOUL
Both strings
Soul wings
A strum
A hum
Both wound
Sweet sound
A pick
In sync.
18.12.2020
‘FOOTLE-me Poetry Contest’
Sometimes a mistake
Sounds better than when played right
When YOU are in tune.
Holding a guitar does that make you a rockstar,
Would standing in a garage also make you a car?
2019 September 21
soul is gold
the world or bold
wakes you up
with the guitar stuff
its play
had lots to say
as to listen and walk
ALL MUSIC TALK
I caught like a catcher your star,
it in you out in me now alight,
and like you I play my guitar,
death in life to be won by delight.
The
cubist
separates
binocular
views-
a
jigsaw
of angles
and fragmented
forms
Ekphrasis after Woman with a Guitar by Picasso