StrumA Poem by PeteUnpremeditated music is the true gauge which measures the current of our thoughts, the very undertow of our life's stream. - Thoreau. a diatonic riff an emotional chord up pleasure and down pain lonely notes falling like last night's evaporated rain strap on a guitar and strum pluck thin air let down invisible hair feel the tension of strings as faith and eternity become one acoustic electric eclectic caustic and agnostic strap on a guitar and strum 'til the saline song is over and done © 2022 PeteAuthor's Note
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