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by James Zealy

she slid the bar across the neck
attached to an Altered Note
Fingering strings to melody rote
Accompanying melancholy lyrics

She is alone in a listening crowd
Singing her story for all to see
Touching her pain as if it is we
Clapping Our approval of her sound

I see another stroking her strings
Emoting songs from her past
Country flair and gospel cast
Capo bar and mezzo sings

She sings her love of song
pleasing tone and guitar chords
Telling tales of performed chorus
To an attentive crowd of one

Where the rugged cross is old
A jet plane left flying high
Phoenix has a horizon sunrise
And A cheating heart bleeds cold.


Posted on 04/20/2015
Copyright © 2021 James Zealy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 04/20/15 at 05:36 PM


Posted by Laura Doom on 04/24/15 at 06:33 PM

A composition that raises the bar across the board

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