Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Blake's guitar

and this is how he plays

string harmonics vibrate in
chordal                 structures
as fingers deliberate
over frets and sound hole

sweater striped and patterned
in warm rhythms
ripple through safe sanctuary

melody meditates and mind anticipates
next notes
exquisite timing all mastered by
young intent face topped with curls

a perfect poem for lent in this
cold
snowy spring


and this is how he prays

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