Guitar Man Poem

For today’s post, I have decided to share a poem I wrote.   This one is inspired by the love of my life, my husband Andrew!

Guitar Man

by Maranda Wabik

Notes of music flit about the room.

Nimble fingers glide across the frets.

A pick manipulates the finely tuned strings,

Softly playing the blues.

He embodies the emotion

And the darkness of the night.

Slowly the song begins to gain volume.

As the crescendo hits

Tears stream down the faces of the listeners.

So much pain has now been exorcised.
As we share in the collective understanding

Of the feelings of pain and loss.

Through him

One can hear the truth

Of universal emotions!

~I hope you have enjoyed this poem.   Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!