All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Strumming
March 26, 2010
I am clutching
the smooth wood
of my guitar
to my chest
waiting
just waiting
for something
a thought?
a muse?
paper sits in front of me
others
balled up on the floor
from missing the trash can
a pick
grasped in my fingers
strums the strings
as I
absentmindedly
pluck a few chords
suddenly,
like a sunshine whispering
like a powerful light spreading in my chest
my inspiration comes
I jot down chords
I jot down words
my smile
flashes
I have my song
© Seita O.
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
