If I could play some blues on a guitar rambling slow
Dancing on the fret board bending notes up high or low
I may not play like Jimi or with Slowhand's silky skills
But I would play a melody to cure you of your ills,
I’d take it from a minor into a major key
And play away your heartaches so you go dancing free.
To dissolve the thoughts that haunt you and tie you in knots
I'll steal an elephant’s memory and sow with forget-me-nots
Lay it on your pillow in a wreath of love and bliss
So when you're fast asleep it's scent you will not miss
And you won't have to remember to call me on the phone
To say the postman's called but still you feel alone,
I'm moving from a minor into a major key
Away from the blues, into sobriety.
A cherishing poem, in perfectly romantic rhyme. You certainly lifted the blues in this heart, there is nothing like a man with his guitar to do that. so pleased at your progression... Smiling at you Tai
The lack of brightness though shown in this poem yet has been conveyed to the readers so splendidly in a way that has maintained the harmonic patterens of feelings of low spirits. The description of musical methodology in reference to the cure of cleansing of a soul is just amazing....
I bet you had your gutar in your lap when you wrote this one, Beautiful thoughts, Nicely said.
Gorgeous.... just the mention of the guitar had me going! ! ! Loved it, your friend would be very lucky to have all of those aforementioned gestures from you. Beautiful poem. HG: -) xx
'But I would play a melody to cure you of your ills, I’d take it from a minor into a major key' A moving composition with a positive approach.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fink, I'm with the Dear there... and add most bloostiful...