My Guitar
I know the music's in there.
I've heard it, seen it played
As someone else's fingers
Across the strings have strayed.
So why, when I attempt to play
G sharp thirteen augmented,
Does my guitar just sound like it's
A banshee that's demented?
I've tried my riffs and rock licks.
I've tried classical and free
But still the music's locked inside
And I can't find the Key.
Perhaps I should try something
Which makes a different din.
Maybe I'll give up my guitar
And try the violin.
Ray Miller
Wed 21st Mar 2012 10:54
Nice poem, I like the G sharp line a lot. I'd really like to have seen ceilidh rhyme with ukulele in that last verse.