• play my words as a jazz tune sways hear my voice in a dulcet jive • dressed so debonair class blow that valved horn brass bourbon on ice glass…
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My Guitar ~ Electric version
Metallic sheen of my limber cordage laid; tensioned and waiting your embrace, your hand grips and glides as fingertips press. Grasping me at length in just the right place. Syncopated backbeats restless throb; my body hewn of firmly crafted curves…
My Guitar ~ Acoustic version
Notes in tune as desired upon my strings; tightly bound in lithe response to your touch. Flexing cords so sinewed and taut; songs uplift as strummed and plucked. My lacquered body held upon your lap; a resonant source, our tonal…
Stardust’s Songs ~ a poetic tribute
Saddened sorrows sung Far around the world now ‘Planet Earth is blue’ Sent beyond the Stardust’s songs David Bowie, we’ll miss you. ~ an EWK Poe’em ©2016 EWK (a Tanka style poetic stanza; in 5:7:5:7:7 verse) // Verse credit ‘Planet Earth is…
Never Meaning to Send
♪♪♪ “Letters I’ve written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I’d always missed With these eyes before, Just what the truth is I can’t say anymore.” … ♪♪♪ ~~~ I can recall many letters I’ve written, never meaning to send… I…
