Strum

August 19, 2009
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The instrument’s old
The wood chipped
Strings worn
Frayed at the ends
I position my fingers
On the strings
Press hard
Ouch!
Ignore the pain
Press harder
I strum
Strings vibrate
Beautiful, mellow sound
Courses through my fingers
Down to my bones
Fills me with sound
So much sound
I strum again
And again
Then I reposition my fingers
And try again with a different chord
Till my fingers are red and chapped
But I don’t care
Now I can play.





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Peanut:) said...
Nov. 28, 2009 at 10:54 pm
Being a beginner guitar player, and a writer, you just put into words everything that i have ever wanted to write about my playing :) Keep it up
 
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