the blues

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The Blues ...

The long,

lonely sound

of a finger

sliding down

a catgut

or wound,

making vibrating

sounds.

A slow,

toe tapping beat,

that floats

your thoughts

as you sway

in your seat,

your ears

eagerly greet,

each note

played so sweet.


A tune

that describes

exactly

how you feel.

When words

can't make it,

near as real.


A long

lonely sound

that can set

your mood

as if your floating

lightly down

on a cloud

to the ground.


Notes,

that touch your soul

And your Heart

keeps the beat

with the rythym

sadly sweet.

So perfectly played,

that when its done

and the last note

still rings.

You long

to hear the sound

that filled your soul

while still hummin'

the song

that is through

called...

the blues.

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tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
THE TRUE BLUES EFFECTS

and affects in various ways. TK U MLJ LV NV

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Your words float on down so smoothly, like the blues.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Blues groove.

Is there anything more enriching than the sound of a mellow blues guitar pursuing the elusive dream of every guitarist ~ to be in the groove. This rendering captures the essense of the feelings of a guitarist while playing ~ the blues.

WickedEveWickedEvealmost 20 years ago
great image

did you do it?

And it's paired with a very good poem.

thanks for sharing. :)

AnnoraAnnoraalmost 20 years ago
Some men live to write...Some men write to live..

You Arthur do both. Your talents are always stretching never satisfied with what you just wrote. You stretch with a mighty need to keep writing.

Spelling grammer I am sorry it didn't take away the beauty of this poem. Some overlook the flaws because they aren't seen as such.

They are seen as Art's style. What a wonderful style it is too. Nothing distracts from his heart and soul when he writes from their depths.

Very well written my friend. Your art work blends a soothing beauty refreshingly enveloping the words. My friend

perfectly matching the written word with the flare of the pen..Beauty abounds.

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