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  She's Alone
by Walt Hardester
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.

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Away on a business trip I left her alone,
I do so miss her.
Her curves just right,
Long slender neck so graceful,
Gazells are jealous.

Alone in this lonely hotel room,
I can almost hear her responses.
When I delicately touch her neck,
And caress her lucious body.
Her response so musical together we sing,
Songs of laughter and love and Joy,
Happy in each others arms.

No matter if I travel near or far,
I'll always miss my old guitar.

2011 Walt hardester†††††



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Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G 8/25/2011
This little ditty is a Sweet one played!
I knew it was your lonely guitar, the way you described its neck!
This really is a Beautiful Poem! Sung from the heart with a willing muse...

WRITE ON!
ooxSHEE
Reviewed by Janna Hill 8/24/2011
Well played.
Janna
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 5/16/2011
Oh yeah...I love this I play guitar a little also ...nicely done indeed dear man...stay safe and well..Hugss
Reviewed by Jon Willey 4/22/2011
Real strings of attachment Walt? A Gibson? I doubt this one minds being alone. I am sure she will play any tune you can strum or pick. I like the imagination in this poem Walt. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael
Reviewed by baz busbe 4/22/2011
I enjoyed your poem, nice twist at the end, hope your not apart to long. God bless. Baz
Reviewed by Donna Chandler 4/20/2011
It's nice to start the day with a smile. I'm glad I stumbled across this tantalizing piece of poetry.

Donna
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/20/2011
Poor Guitar. You really should sneak her into your room.
Reviewed by D Johnson 4/19/2011
You had to string us along on your love story, didn't you? No fret, we've become acoustic to your stories.

Cheers,
Dan
Reviewed by Felix Perry 4/19/2011
Good hook on this one and yea I should have seen it for I hate to go anywhere without my old Seagul flat top.
fee
Reviewed by George Carroll 4/19/2011
You caught me with this one as I'm a slow reader. Ha Ha
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 4/19/2011
U should bring her with ya, because you know well how the guitar gently weeps...e
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 4/19/2011
Giggle....nicely done....didn't think it was a guitar you were describing....neat ending!

Anna
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/19/2011
Guitar..."loneliness" singing "the rose" always a winner!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 4/19/2011
i love my old guitar as well!
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 4/19/2011
I saw the picture first so I wasn't "gotten." Nice work with the wordplay, Walt.
Reviewed by Deborah Tornillo 4/19/2011
Your guitar "gently weeps" - well done, I enjoyed this.

God Bless You,
Deborah
Reviewed by Tiana ~ 4/19/2011
Ha! You got me too! lol Thanks for the laughter this morning :)
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 4/19/2011
Ah Walt! You got me. Thanks for sharing your wit and humor. Love and peace,

Regis

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