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She Gently Weeps
by Tony Whitakerpre-dawn patio
i stroke my love with delight
guitar feels the night
09/24/2007
Author's Note: I love to play my guitar on the patio before the sun comes up. The still night air is acoustically magic. Also, thank you Kathleen for your critique. I do like it better without the caps, and I like the pause caused by the hyphenated pre-dawn.
Posted on 09/24/2007
Copyright © 2026 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 09/24/07 at 01:58 PM This poem has shared the magic. In so few words I could imagine the haunting sounds of guitar tears. Your fingers provoking only to lightly brush away as soon as they surface. |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 09/24/07 at 02:29 PM Love the surprise of this-- the guitar, your love. And so responsive too! Love the delicate strokes of this. |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 09/24/07 at 03:26 PM Very nice, Tony! |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 09/25/07 at 09:26 PM Reading this, I hear shades of Clapton... sweet! |
| Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 11/07/07 at 07:35 AM Very nice, Tony. Have you seen the video on YouTube of the young man playing My Guitar Gently Weeps? His name is Jake Shimabukuro. You should check it out. It's quite amazing. :) |
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