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The Blues Guitar (A Sonnet)
by Chuck Keller

Monday, July 09, 2007
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I saw a cardboard sign leaning against an old guitar in a pawn shop and this poem was born.

The old guitar hung on the pawn shop wall
patiently waiting for a blues man's touch.
Tuned and so ready to answer the call,
pick scratched body, scarred from strokes played with such
passion and joy or endless pain and tears
in all those honky tonks for all those years.

Cigarette burns darken the neck to show
neglect of another blues man who wailed
between sips of beer. Only those who know,
only those who've cried, only those who've failed
can pierce the soul with sharpened words, well aimed.
"Oh, I lost love or was unfairly blamed."

A sign below it, braced by ballet shoes
"If it ain't been pawned... It can't play no blues."

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Reviewed by Teresa Walker 8/13/2013
Amen! The older I get the better the blues
...wonderfully penned!

Part of the scars...right to speak~~!!
Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen 5/3/2012
you have really captured the moment herein, chuck.
superb write.
nice to find another rogers fan...
Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson 11/18/2008
and ain't that the truth! love the blues and the feeling this poem evokes...enjoyed you Thank You(thank you)
Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER 3/25/2008
Wonderful metaphor to life! Enjoyed much the tune you scratched out!
Blessings Chuck! Jasmin Horst
Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle 3/10/2008
This is an awesome poem. As a poet, I am amazed, so many times, by how inspiration always seems to find us. I'm glad you saw the guitar's sign and in turn, had a "sign" of your own to write this piece.
The last line really says it all. Blues men come and Blues men go, but the music should always find a means to be played.

All the best,
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan 2/19/2008
oh, the stories these instruments could tell!! I love this poem
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 7/14/2007
I love this, Chuck. It is as though the guitar is a person or at the very least, a "living" thing. Nicely done. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by zura lejava 7/10/2007
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 7/9/2007
Excellent writing,as alwaysssssssssss enjoyed dear man...HUgssssssssssss

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