A Guitar At Two In The Morn Poem by Juan Olivarez
A Guitar At Two In The Morn
Someone strums a guitar, at two in the morn,
Such a melancholy sound.
In the darkest hours before the dawn,
Where only silence does abound.
The body of a woman, weeping in the night,
While somebody strums her strings.
A tortured soul, before first light,
While the guitar gently sings.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar,silence
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