Strum as you will each string on its face,

Words in tune with every touch of a hand.

What does it say as you teach it to speak,?

Sound and rhythm of emotion, this guitar.

Two become one, body and tool, this guitar,

Learn from it, feel its heartbeat of magic.

This guitar talks with the help of a wanting heart,

Listen, listen as it echoes out thoughts, this guitar.

Keith Garrett


5 thoughts on “THIS GUITAR

  1. I felt each word come alive, while I was reading your poem. From your writing it seems that you play the instrument as well. It’s a great poem! The imagery and metaphors are splendid! Great peice!🌸

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s