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The Guitar Music Maker

Updated on November 20, 2016
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Crisp stringed cords on the old guitar, their plucking, stroking with such ease,

That guitar man is a one man band, his music making, all the time is to please.

Just sitting on the porch or in his studio, at night, takes life easy, you can see,

Playing a guitar song, the century long, He's been living all his life so very free.


Born in the South, master of the wild, swamp wise, in how to live off of the land.

Alligators watch from a distance, it's true, know to give a little room for this man.

Knows to survive, eats frogs and snakes, catching raccoons, possums and such.

A little moonshine makes a cold night short, his way of life, not to cost very much.



Down in the Okefenokee Swamp, when the moon is full, and sits just right,

You can hear the sound of a sweet guitar, as it plays the Blues in the night.

The guitar man met his maker, his soulful spirit still lives among the pines,

Each refrain of Blues played there, carries on where the moon light shines.



Those guitar blues cords still heard there, on those bright moon lit nights,

Down on the swamp, amidst Spanish moss, and those aged cypress trees.

That old Blues guitar's spell, always sets the evening's mood so very well,

As its sounds are carried far and wide, there in the fresh air, by the breeze.


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      Bill Holland 3 months ago from Olympia, WA

      As always, lovely work. I wish I had learned the guitar way back when. I would have loved to play in a rock-n-roll band. :) Sigh!

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      whonunuwho 3 months ago from United States

      Thank you my friend Bill and blessings to you and your family. whonu

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 months ago from The Caribbean

      I've always wanted to play the guitar. "The sound of the sweet guitar" on a moonlight night, while the fresh breeze blows! I'm totally with it.

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      whonunuwho 3 months ago from United States

      I tinker with the guitar but have never mastered the cords as of yet. I keep trying. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings. whonu

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      Shauna L Bowling 3 months ago from Central Florida

      There's nothing like sitting around a campfire while someone plays the guitar. Wouldn't it be wonderful for the melody to carry through the breeze long after the music makers leave this earth?

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      whonunuwho 3 months ago from United States

      They say some music was sent into space for any available aliens to hear. This could well be a reality in the future. Blessings on this cool Fall evening. whonu

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