My guitar

Tony36

My guitar 

My best friend

Having major surgery 

To have its strings replaced

 

For the time being 

While you are gone

I will have to carry on

 

I wept with you

My heart bled with you

Emotionally charged jam sessions 

 

But I know when I pick you back up

You will be better

You will sound better

And we shall jam once more

And we shall jam like never before

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Comments8

  • sorenbarrett

    In this poem personification leaves the guitar as if it were a member of the band recovering from an surgery. Very nice Tony

    • Tony36

      Thank you

    • Bragee

      The human like relationship with the guitar make its feel so heartfelt.
      Love it! Wish I knew how to play!

      • Tony36

        Thank you

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Love the personification of the guitar. Anyone who has one and plays one (or more of them) knows this is EXACTLY how it is! Well done, Tony! A fave from me! 🌹👏🎸

      • arqios

        There is a bond between artist and their instrument that is unique and unlike any other! 🙏🏻🕊

        • Tony36

          Thank you

          • arqios

            You’re welcome Tony🕊🙏🏻

          • Poetic Licence

            Lovely write, enjoyed the read

          • Accidental Poet

            A special bond for sure. 😉👍

          • Goldfinch60

            Jam away Tony, the music will never stop.

            Andy

          • Tom Dylan

            A cracking poem. Describing the restringing as though it is a medical procedure, a fascinating idea.

            • Tony36

              Thank you



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