Rosie McFadden

Rookie (September 27,1957 / Michigan)

Guitar Man - Poem by Rosie McFadden

I wasn’t born with a guitar in my hands
When I started playing I was ten
You may think my talent’s average, but don’t count me out
There’s been power in my gift since I began

My expression in music is just like my words
I’m very direct and I’m real
I don’t back down, or play weak timid sounds
And I only write songs that I feel

I’m a fun loving guy with a great sense of humor
My music, I take it quite serious
I can be calm and I’ll listen to reason
But don’t be in my face when I’m furious

I’m not always likable, but I’m mostly lovable
There’s strength in my heart and my hand
Some know me as Greg others call me Farris
But you can call me Guitar Man


Comments about Guitar Man by Rosie McFadden

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (4/12/2008 11:52:00 PM)


    i enjoyed your piece as i enjoyed my music.............and am a musician too....lovely....lovely........... (Report) Reply

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  • (4/8/2008 11:27:00 PM)


    a very enjoyable poem, wrapped up very well in the end (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 13, 2008


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