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    The Guitar Player

    Slowly he strummed his guitar,
    The notes fell like raindrops in spring—
    As he sang of love and the joy of just living
    Of flowers and pets and old flames…

    Slowly he strummed his guitar,
    The notes were the warm summer breeze
    He sang of passion and glory, and told the old stories,
    Embellishing them all as he sang…

    Slowly he strummed his guitar.
    The notes fell like the cold rains in fall—
    Of he sung of promises broken and words best left unspoken,
    Of heartbreak and gloom and despair…

    Slowly he strummed his guitar,
    The notes broke like winter ice—
    He sang of death and destruction, of suicide and pain,
    Depression had taken its toll…

    Now he sits in the institution, locked away from it all:
    Slowly he strums his guitar…

    Pendragon
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    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Nice one Pen.
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    A solemn somber sober mood,
    eased from the vibrato brood,
    as slowly strumming strings are skewed,
    and quelling my internal feud.

    A lonely leeway lacking you,
    exposes me - a lonely view,
    string by aching string its true,
    denied it... but I'm missing you.

    An image inks inside my brain,
    a high, much higher than cocaine,
    the strings do not release disdain,
    and once again I feel this pain.

    Further into corner backing slow,
    the solemn strum of my guitar sings woe,
    and passive idle hand last time is thrown,
    down to hit the strings... the strings that know.

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    what?

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    Ronak, please clarify your query?
    Last edited by Silven; 11-05-2008 at 06:40 PM. Reason: Removed pun! Sorry...

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    Dear Lovely Lady Ampoule,
    I would like to jump onboard, but how much time do I have?
    In other words, when's the deadline?
    Auntie

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    Let's make the deadline November 27th.
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    Can Anybody Play?

    Can Anybody Play?


    Unlike pianos or sets of drums
    whose bulk determines where jazz hums,
    one easily totes the thing he strums.

    It strings along wherever itís sent,
    whether bought or borrowed or lent,
    this most democratic instrument!

    Its leveling appeal seems the norm
    across each home, apartment, and dorm
    where folks are free from fear of form,

    the imprimatur from musicís lords.
    With simple songs the guitar affords
    some quick and easily-picked-up chords.

    If stymied by symphonic subtlety,
    and not known for virtuosity,
    one may dare to sing a bit off-key,

    and flub a note, yet still feel proud.
    A gentle mistake wonít sway the crowd
    whoíll miss it for sure. (Just play it loud.)

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    Nice one. Auntie!
    Some of us laugh
    Some of us cry
    Some of us smoke
    Some of us lie
    But it's all just the way
    that we cope with our lives...

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    Yes, I like them both. Anyone else for...."slowly, he strummed his guitar".
    Deadline: November 27
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    Quote Originally Posted by ampoule View Post
    Anyone else for...."slowly, he strummed his guitar".
    Deadline: November 27
    Just two days left and some of you are going to be busy with Thanksgiving. Join the 'jam'.
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    Slowly he strummed his guitar...

    This tale is of a time ago,
    A tale of seven strings;
    He sat alone in dark and gloom
    And gave the angels wings.

    He strummed them all, then each one slow,
    As if he tested glass;
    He plucked them lone with rare aplomb
    To make sure all would pass.

    The first string gave a fearsome tone
    That broke the silent night;
    He drawled alone in lightened room
    "Land's sakes, that was a fright."

    The second string was mournful sure
    Like waters under earth;
    He groaned alone like ancient tomb
    "We need a bit more mirth."

    The third string you could hear the leaves
    A-rustling in the breeze;
    He laughed alone in airy home
    "Ah, that is sure to please."

    The fourth string was the central one
    And sounded middle G;
    A proud cyclone of piercing tone
    The stars came out to see.

    The fifth string gave uneven notes
    And even fishier thirds;
    Within his bones he heard the moans
    "Well, this one's for the birds."

    The sixth string made his fingers sore,
    It really was that thin;
    Inside the zone of great unknown
    It sounded black as sin.

    He strummed them slow and made it grow
    But Seven broke in twain;
    So he intoned, "Well, that's all gone,
    Let's take a break again."

    And that is why on seventh day
    We humans take a holiday.
    se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato

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    Bad weekend to close a contest. Shame on me. I'll be back. Thanks to all who entered. I'll have to post the winner tomorrow.
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    Wow you guys. I love these poems.

    Pendragon...for some reason as I read yours I thought of the lovely ballad sung by Tom T. Hall, "Old Dogs and Children and Watermelon Wine". I felt like I was sitting right there with your guitar player hearing him strum his life. I was very moved by that thought and your poem.

    Silven...that first line, love it, and those first two verses knocked my socks off, and that ending, "the strings that know". Wonderful.

    Aunt Shecky...loved your rhyme so much. You are so clever and your gentle humor, especially about that flubbed note at the end. At last week's jam session everyone was looking around because someone was just a bit out of tune. After awhile everyone starts looking more inward at their own playing wondering if they are the culprit.

    Autolycus...I loved how you compared the strings to creation and how wonderful at the end that 'he' played it cool and didn't smash the smithereens out of the blasted thing.

    I love them all. As everyone says in every contest it's almost impossible to choose just one, butttttttt......

    Autolycus, I will go with yours. Now you get to choose the next fragment or subject.
    And here is a little prize...
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7qpf...eature=related
    I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.

    "If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor

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    Aww... thanks very much, ampoule! And thanks for the video of one of my favourite songs too!

    =====

    The next subject will be: "someone steps out from the shadows onto a cold winter street..."

    Let's make the deadline 6th Jan, which is Twelfth Night!
    Last edited by autolycus; 12-04-2008 at 01:33 AM. Reason: Deadline inserted
    se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato

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