The Corner Pub |
The Blues |
Jonas Senior Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 796Oregon |
The Blues The room is dark and the stage is lit Candles flicker on scuffed table tops as the old man appears carrying his guitar like a precious child He takes his seat on the wooden stool in the center of the stage smiling at the crowd hidden by the darkness His wrinkled hands begin to pick soulful chords from the old guitar A deep, mournful sound from the old man’s soul His deep, gravely voice belts out the blues Singing of lost loves and missed opportunities The crowd sits quietly in rapt attention as he weaves his tales of sorrow and strife The old guitar comes to life his fingers playing the strings like a lover’s body Every chord right while the silent crowd unknowingly sway back and forth in their cracked leather seats The rhythms from the stage touching something deep inside and reaching their hearts The old man on the stage captures them with the power of his songs Simple words that ring true to everyone there Reminding them of their own heartaches and feeling at once known and understood Finally, with a deep sigh the old man finishes his last, melancholy song And the crowd waits as the last deep chord fades in the smoke filled air He smiles once again and then lovingly clasps his old guitar to this chest and turns to leave the stage The room lights come up as the clock strikes 2:00am and the crowd slowly rises walking to the door Each turns and stares at the now empty stage Wondering how one old man with a beat up guitar could touch them so deeply © 2/19/00 by Gary Pence Simple words from a simple guy |
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Little_Spyro Senior Member
since 2000-01-09
Posts 659San Diego, CA, USA |
Well, music always touches everyone in certain ways...you'd have to have a heart of stone not to be moved by some kind of music, and you'd have to have a head full of air not to appreciate this poem! Great work on this, Gary! Little Spyro T. Dragon |
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KimW Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 268Medford, Oregon, USA |
Moved as always Gary by your writing |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
This is so good, I remember going to a cafe with blues playing once and I was also amazed how deeply the music touches. You captured it beautifully with this poem. |
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Gene Senior Member
since 2000-01-23
Posts 935Colorado, USA |
Gary, You tie in your love for jazz and blues with poetry very well. Good poetry is music to me and this is music to my ears. ~Gene |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
I agree, this is wonderful, Gary! Denise |
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Jonas Senior Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 796Oregon |
Thank you everyone! I do love music, and I love poetry. So sometimes, I try to put the two together. Glad you enjoyed! |
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danni Senior Member
since 1999-11-20
Posts 688wisconsin |
this was a wonderful piece. music certainly does seem to have a certain magic to it. this one reminded of someone who is also a blues fan. he can also play some. anyway, nice work! |
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smallgrin Junior Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 11texas |
excellent display of a captured moment |
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Sasikat Member
since 2000-02-02
Posts 290St. Petersburg, FL |
Being someone who enjoyes the blues, I can feel the emotion in this piece and relate to it. Great work. Sheila |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Felt almost like I was there in one of those torn leather seats! Music surronding me and touching me, just like this poem. Really good. Joy |
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twinsgd Member
since 2000-02-13
Posts 416Ontario,Canada |
Music and poetry from the soul...wonderful read. |
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Jonas Senior Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 796Oregon |
Thank you for the comments everyone! |
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