Guitar Man

Guitar Man

A Poem by James K. Blaylock

Guitar Man

I truly love the guitar,
although I'm not so very gifted

playing loudly making my ears bleed
awww that's what I call, just heavenly

numb fingers, from picking at thunder
facing the wall of my room, rocking a song called pretend


7-27-07
 

© 2009 James K. Blaylock


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James K. Blaylock
James K. Blaylock

Tyler, TX



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Hi, I'm James K. Blaylock and I'm a poet/writer. I'm 39, and I live in Texas. I was born and raised here. I have been writing now for 13 years and I've been blessed to be published a number of times. .. more..

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