Art Whimsicallyyours
Artist, sculptor, Actor, Poet, writer, teacher, songwriter, musician and vocalist of old.
Ode To My Guitar
What make my soul instrumental and my heart’s deepest longings revealed.This git-fiddle’s endured angry fingers and thumbs plucking pain from its frets, till my digits were numb, with its dark sound hole screaming, as my vocals fell mum, something far more redeeming, then I’d ever begun, things my heart should be dreaming… ….on lonely nights yet to come. But it’s also known loving, when I’ve wooed a young girl, watched her eyes softly moisten under long lashes curled, it’s my cure and my poison when each heartstring I’ve pressed, coaxed a smile gently poised in…Art Whimsicallyyours2 min read