Hear those strands
plucked by lightenin’
sendin’ flames on
wild, Kentucky air
right through my bourbon soul?
Lights me up like
the love of a woman
strokin’ her heat
to my chest
pressin’ me so hard.
Poetry floats
like the hottest blue heaven
when I pick up my ol' guitar.
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A contest entry
- Quickie with a Twist III by MuddyKing.
475 points, ended July 20, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Great poem. I love the references to Kentucky. The style and wording fits the subject very well. I feel as if I'm really hearing the thoughts of an ol' Kentucky boy. Great imagery as well. I guess appealed to those things closests to his heart; bourbon, women, and guitars.
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Wow such a beautiful piece. It certainly does have that musical lilt and flow with it. Can't pick a favourite as it all flows from one word to the next quite seamlessle.
Congrats on a well deserved silver my clever friend
Gaylene
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That's funny we both wrote pieces on music or with musical connotations today, mines called "Paying The Piper", and it's about how you have to pay to listen to music these days, it's more lyrics I think, well at least it was as I wrote it from singing it lol. This piece is great, I loved the last stanza, just like the idea of poetry floating, like notes in a song. great piece congrats on the silver Hugs, Bunny
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