While strumming my guitar
I feel the strings vibrating
Chords rumbling in my belly
While strumming my guitar
I feel the song in my heart
Rushing to be let out
While strumming my guitar
I feel the things I want to sing
All jumbled in my head
While strumming my guitar
I feel so happy and free
Even though I’m pretty bad
I feel like this when gardening or painting. It's like a moving meditation.
ReplyDeleteI sing horribly but I love it so much, I just don't hear the bad notes, I just feel the rumble in my chest and the feeling of release.
ReplyDeleteSounds pretty good to me!
ReplyDeleteI am laughing my ass off here a the library. BEST last line in a blog poem ever.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet lilting ode.
You are such a great nut!
(And I am not really great on guitar either.) :) (Yet) :)
xoxo
Keep strumming that guitar, will you please?
ReplyDeletePickin 'N' Grinnin.....
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