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Late Night Guitar

Contributed by softerware on Saturday, 14th December 2013 @ 11:43:58 PM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



Calloused fingers yearn to play;
Again the memories, cast in grey.

Sing to the couch;
Strum for the chair;
Chord for the lover
that isn’t there.

Softly the strings render and part;
Calling on yesterdays deep in her heart.
Speak of the tender wishful decline;
Bittersweet woman; girl of mine .

Lyrics pressed in music books,
Whispering words she knew:
In yellow faded margins;
Songs for one – or two.

Hear the songs she chooses;
How a new love tries;
In the words she looks away
From all the sad good-byes.

The melodies are healing;
They call her soul away;
Music is her lover;
The one who always stays.

Wine to warm an icy soul;
and memories of rock and roll.
Search the night for feelings gone;
Dear guitar, my only one.




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2013-12-14 23:43:58]
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Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th December 2013 @ 11:50:46 PM AEST
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as an old guitar player myself, I do love this one.
Great title, late at night, god who knows what to play, maybe just a chord, all those notes in each one, what do they... say.
This is very creative. Sometimes a great melody can be so very soothing and simple.
Nice work!

Thanks!
Peace!


Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th December 2013 @ 11:57:03 PM AEST
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Wow, lucky for us you posted this. EXCELLENT!


Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by JimKoz on Sunday, 15th December 2013 @ 12:42:54 AM AEST
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Makes me want to grab my guitar and play. Great poem!


Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by thistle_and_fern on Sunday, 15th December 2013 @ 03:22:16 AM AEST
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Love this.
"search the night for feelings gone
Dear guitar my only one"

Can so relate to this but has been years since picking up a guitar -



Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Friday, 7th March 2014 @ 08:11:17 AM AEST
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Never could play the guitar myself, but soooo love to hear it. This is an awesome poem!
P/S My husband plays (with) the guitar and thinks he can sing too.... but I loved it when he used to serenade me...
Good read overall.


Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Monday, 24th March 2014 @ 02:11:31 PM AEST
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Love it! So well done. One doesn't have to play (though I do) to appreciate this for its sentimentality and evocations...thanks for sharing.


Re: Late Night Guitar (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 12th April 2014 @ 09:54:34 PM AEST
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so beautifully written, sweet, i love the last line; so fittingly perfect,

hugs n' love nessa




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