Shy Guitar
05.23.09
Looking from a gentle blue curtain,
movements frozen from view.
Unmoving like a patient mullein,
your skin losing its golden brown hue.
You gave birth to all my frustrations,
still modest in all your ways.
Turned them into inspirations,
hiding from the crowds prying gaze
Mornings and dawns bewilder our passion,
our voices transcend all exasperated demos.
Songs about loss, life, triumph, love and affection,
no walls thick enough to muffle our echoes.
Notes, chords, and melodies of existence,
the life of each song hangs on each strum.
Worn out lines on your nervous endurance,
to come out from your hidden worried chasm.
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Hi Doc Z.
This is a very nice poem. Very good! In my opinion, you’ve captured not only a story about the photo, but also a passion of music brought by the guitar.
It’s so nice to make your acquaintance. Be back soon!
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I found this at kelvinonian.com. One of the nominees for the emerging
influential bloggers. I told him, that this picture inspired me to write a
poem, so I posted it here with a return link of course hehehe.
Thank you so much for the kind words. I know you have a busy schedule and
your time here is very much appreciated. Yup, I’ll keep in touch!
Z
thanks for giving some link love.
BTW, nice poem. I liked it!
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You are most welcome. I hope your friends also see this poem inspired by
your picture.
I’m glad you liked it.
Melodious, a story about love and music intertwined. Loved your poem, you are truely gifted.
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Hello Z,
This poems ululates like a song. Perhaps you could go next to songwriting. The lines blend beautifully with each other. Way to go Doc.
Btw, here is a link to a post about WOOF winners. It was good to see you posted in this blog.
http://noweepingallowed.blogspot.com/2009/05/woof-contest-top-picks.html
That’s a “spread love” link Z, not some unpleasant article. We should spread love, generosity and optimism, not the opposite. Keep writing.
Sorry po, keypads: that should read : “…this POEM..” lol
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I knew I’ve seen that picture before
I love how you put more life into Kelvin’s picture
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Ah, this is splendid!!! I loved it.
“You gave birth to all my frustrations,
still modest in all your ways.
Turned them into inspirations,
hiding from the crowds prying gaze”
Ha! I can connect to this. Simply replace the guitar with the keyboard.
Nicely written, Z. Keep at it!!!
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Thank you Strawberry Girl,
I’m glad you liked it. I’m flattered by your comment. Thanks again.
Z
Thanks Jena,
The picture of the guitar is an art form in itself, I just tried my best to
bring justice to it. I remember ~willow~ from the previous woof contest.
There are so many talented writers out there, if we all take part in
promoting them, then, we’d all be inspired and like you said “We should
spread love, generosity and optimism, not the opposite.”
Z
It was more difficult than it seems Roy. Burnt my brows just trying to make
the lines agree. hehehe. But from what you just said, I am so much thankful
for your presence here.
Z
AJ,
You betcha! That’s what musicians do. Actually, I was waiting for you to
comment coz I know that you could easily connect with this poem. Thanks
mate!
Z
well, your effort was worth it Z!
never seen the guitar as hiding the first time I saw it, now I can feel its timidity
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Thanks again Roy!
Tried making a story… somehow it fits.
Z
by the way, the picture is a link too.
Uh oh. Why is it that while looking at the image and reading the poem, my fingertips hurt? Oh I know, it’s because you’re a good poet!
Oh, and by the way, just in the remote case that your list is not yet filled, might be that Dee could fit in somewhere.
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BTW, Doc, thanks for the privilege of being part of your blogroll! You rock, man!
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You don’t have to tell me that dude. She’s so in! hehehe.
Thanks for the comment Luke. Now I feel that the force is on my side.
Z
Awright! Lotsa thanks dude.
You are welcome. That’s what I like about my blogroll, I can just keep
adding with the convenient scroll bar.
“Notes, chords, and melodies of existence,
the life of each song hangs on each strum.
Worn out lines on your nervous endurance,
to come out from your hidden worried chasm”
Real nice. The flow was beautiful. I really really liked this one.
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Thanks riddhi! There are many more poems here, I hope you can drop by again.
Z
Yep Z surely I shall visit often.. as much as possible
For peace of mind and brainstorming thoughts..hehe..
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That would be good. It is always interesting to find out how my readers
think about poetry.
Thanks again!
“Songs about loss, life, triumph, love and affection,
no walls thick enough to muffle our echoes.”
I can relate to this, Doc Z. It’s beauty cannot be muted. Just lovely.
On entirely a different note: Why is it every time I see a guitar now I hear the plaintive strains of “Careless Whisper?”
And every time I see a curtain gently ululating I half-expect an arm come out teasingly behind it to toss undies in my general direction? Aba, aba.
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The poems seems to transcend a longing for someone/something? is it? :-[
Beautiful ebb and flow to this poem. I love your traditional style. Excellent piece.
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Yes, beauty will shout and shall be heard even how hard you try to hide it.
I shall ignore the other lines of your comment. Wholesome man! I know, it
was almost 2am when you wrote that, hehehe.
Yes Snow, more of something. passion and love for music and the feelings
entangled within such emotions. You are close to making a poem, I think.
Show us your work.
Z
Darn! Foiled again. There’s no escape to your prying gaze, is there. But don’t get too comfortable though. I’d come back in the dead of the night again. To check and recheck that suspect curtain.
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Thank you so much!
I never get tired of the traditional style, but I am very much open to other
opportunities in poetry. There are just so many forms to choose from.
Z
Nothing wrong with the curtain man. Let’s just keep waiting.
“And she’ll tease you,
She’ll unease you
All the better just to please you
She’s precocious, and she knows just”
Oy, stop singing! LOL
Z
That’s one of my favorite songs, Doc Z. Galing mo naman. “,)
I’d wait then. In all my waking hours – even when I lay me down to sleep, I’d wait. I’m just here. Or I’d be out there in the scorching heat of the sun, and even in the failing light, I’d be there scanning the horizon for a glimpse of you.
Will I be lucky? I don’t know. But once I find you myself I’d take your hand to make you “come out from your hidden worried chasm.”
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Aha! Very profound if I may say so myself. I lost the words to compliment
what you just wrote. Isa lang ang masasabi ko, “Sobrang cheesy talaga!”
Z