The Sound Of The Strings Poem by Dave Alan Walker

The Sound Of The Strings

Rating: 4.7


I sit and play
To the sound of the strings
They take me to a place
of nothing but peace

As the sound resonates
my body feels free

I play for the angels
that watch over me





Inspired by This Old Guitar (For Juan) by Eric cockrell.

Friday, February 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: guitar
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wahab Abdul 25 February 2012

The sound of the spring can give one a bliss full peace if it is played harmoniously, otherwise the sounds are noises, however, your poem is written so mystically musical that spreads a heavenly harmonious bliss.

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Ramesh Rai 25 February 2012

I play for the angels that watch over me a beautiful rhyme

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Gajanan Mishra 25 February 2012

Very good line I pray the angels/that watch over me. Congratulation Mr Dave. Yours Gajanan Mishra

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Damian Fisher 25 February 2012

Short and sweat with a tone that resonates in the eyes of its beholder. Great Poem

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Eric Cockrell 24 February 2012

the music, the whispering dreams of a lonely God! love it!

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Heather Wilkins 21 September 2013

a nice peaceful feel to your poem. a good write

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Karen Deeks 11 March 2012

An atmosphere of serenity slipped over my being as I read this harmony write.... Wonderful. Karen

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Poet Of The River 02 March 2012

short sweet and to the point. good job.

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Danny Draper 28 February 2012

Dave, a meditative and gentle poem. Good stuff. I also invite to read my poem Wings discarded on a headland found.

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Marites C. Cayetano 25 February 2012

very simple, but successfully showed your playful and peaceloving heart, I like this poem.

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