Poem -
Lady Muse
Guiding hands for eyes to see.
Chafed tips strum on key.
Unlock refrain, a melody arose.
With each lyrical verse, I compose.
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Caress strings with intricate care.
To bring out splendor beyond compare.
Now a wood's worn on this ole guitar.
Yes, it holds more than one surface mar.
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Treat her like a lady, always give respect.
Fine wines age, cadence flows yet.
I sense you think me of feeble mind.
But believe me; I'm more than just maligned.
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No mere words can explain the duty.
Making love to this muse beauty.
Soft notes arise music lingers.
I make it come with just my fingers.
Comments
As a guitar player .. you nailed it.. amazing poem PD just loved reading this.Β
Lol β make it come with just my fingersβΒ
beautiful
Thank you Edward.Β
Poetess,Β
Wonderful write. Music is such a wonderful, sensuous thing, and you've beautifully portrayed it's caress.Β
Awesome.Β
Matthew.Β
Thank you kindly Matthew
Brilliantly executed, Poetess! This flows ever so sweetly, with each word sensually strummed to perfection!
Ian thank you for the smile...
No mere words can explain the beauty of this poem. Brilliant as usual. Thanks for sharing.
thank you Anthony your comment brought a smile!
Wow, this is good!
You've written so perfectly!
It all comes together in such a splendid array of words!
Thank you my poetess sister!
Welcome back Poetess!!
thanks Simon