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,
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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+++
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
Fink, I'm with the Dear there... and add most bloostiful...
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....