Picking up the guitar,
you start to strum a tune
gently murmuring in time
You let the flow of memory
guide your masterful fingers
lovingly along the chords
You need no guidance
as your fingers dance
and a lullaby ensues
A contest entry
- Music by mrdurflinger.
700 points, ended November 24, 2008, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
loving lullaby
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Congrats
Good win for you. well done. -
To watch a one make music plays a place in creating and is always a blessing to a have audience with such grace in guiding the artist to do his best.
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really good
Wow, you really hit this one and as someone who is learning the guitar I enjoyed it very much but more because it has hidden meaning, the fingers and gentle strumming, Hmmm nice thoughts. Great work.
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lovely
music is born of the soul,
lovely
You need no guidance
as your fingers dance
and a lullaby ensues
well done my friend...
God bless you...
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Beautifully done. I really like this piece. You're very descriptive and make it all seem so amazing. It is amazing but you make it seem better. YAY MUSIC! lol
Good luck in the contest! -
Music is such a beautiful thing. There's nothing like the feeling of steel strings against your fingers. Every time I play my guitar, I start feeling sleepy. : ) Best of luck in the contest -R.T
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