I frequently fret
as fingers forget
the key to compelling expression
but sometimes the scales
tear off weighty wails
which prompts me to voice this confession,
for on those rare nights
that deftness ignites
my chops with harmonic persuasion
I know it’s a gift
from across the great rift,
a melodically mystic occasion.
17 comments:
If you have half the rhythm in your chops that you have in your rhymes, I doubt your fingers are too far a-fret.
"a gift from across the great rift"... great line!
Wonderful! :D
Beautiful!
We should all be so gifted. You should put your songs back on your site. You certainly have nothing to fret about!:)
Shirl
Very interesting interpretation of magic. I enjoyed reading a few more of your posts while I was here.
A truly clever and rhythmic tribute to magic and fretting! Melodic and mystical, for sure!
i smell something like a guitarists stuff ey...
just like me...
say, what music do you play bob?
Mysticism must have rhythm. It has always been associated with music. And this definitely had it.
Strum that string again and cast a magic spell. Your words are music that spell magic in itself.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
That was quite nice.
a gift from a rift
love it
is this a way of saying your muse is from the other side of the tracks?
Hi bubba, thanks, tell my fingers that.
Hi pepe, thanks :)
Shirley if only you knew.
Hey there you are cricket, I knew I heard some chirping, thanks and come back often.
Hi tumble, thanks a million.
Hey Gerald, I love classic rock.
Hi anthony, you're too kind.
Welcome jeques and thanks.
Much obliged Noah.
And last but certainly not least ozmo, yes you could say that ;)
is it the rarity that makes the magic... beautifully written
and i should say you were in very fine voice today...
i like the rhyming pattern. i like how you interpreted magic here.
Nicely done, a good laugh on top of it. Thanks.
Thanks a lot you guys! :)
Very lyrical! I like it.
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