Guitar In The Evening Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
Guitar In The Evening
Easily transported, we are
Lulled into a sereneness,
Then set adrift to find
Other palaces within the soul.
Captured and moved
By the rich harmonious chords,
These age old sounds
From an ancient guitar,
Bring soft comfort
To our soul weary world.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar
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