Poems About Guitars Published by Members Recently Online
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Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
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Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
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Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
108 reads
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Cranking The Blues In Racine
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
Of dark's dilation strangling strings
coated with morphine's cosmoline.
Blinking twilight upon a dream
when the boogyman screams.
Cranking out the blues in Racine
inferno's axing my Gitfiddle beams.
#dark
#music
#passion #guitars
#passion #guitars
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unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
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unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
423 reads
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unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
423 reads
0 Comments
unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
423 reads
0 Comments
unwritten page
Unwritten page
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
A blank page on the word processor I ought to leave it this way
just look at it and dream what I could have written.
If I delete the words written, it will be a blank page again.
No history on a crumpled-up sheet of paper in a wastebasket.
For now, it is too late, but I might erase the page written
if I so choose.
All poems are if written with passion, great poems
if not by the readers but by the poet, who boarded the wrong bus
as my wife did in Johannesburg many years ago
great was her consternation when stopping an...
#music
#meditation
#passion
#reading
#guitars
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Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
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Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
284 reads
3 Comments
Mind Meld
A young Lieutenant Commander Spock
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
Was emulating his Star Fleet cats
Because he liked the way they would talk
Regarding the Zen of Minnesota Fats
Guiding his balls into awaiting holes
Without tricorder readings used at all
Or all the fussy logic rigamaroles
Of a billiard math intellection squall,
Which tempted him to use Jedi force
But Vulcan ethics would not let him cheat
Or take advantage during intercourse
When Vulcan ladies were not in their heat...
Which I hear is just every seven years
And not enough...
#sex
#music
#meditation #guitars
#meditation #guitars
284 reads
3 Comments
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