My newest poem...Untitled...

It makes me think of... *sigh* you know..

Yes, sweetie...

I know who...

And don't you play the guitar?

Thanks for the compliment!

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but MccTaTas oldest daughter does..and she is amazing.

This poem was inspired by some wonderful classical guitar I heard on the radio...

She sits and listens to a song on the radio...grabs her guitar and plays the song she just heard..

the little blue pill must be kind to Mr CaliforniaPeggy. :P

Hi Peggy! :hi:

Thank you, sweetie...

Oh yes...

;-)

The music I heard really triggered me...

...your sonnet has hit the mark.

A poem as subtle, yet sensual, and fee,
With music and passion in full force,
Has awakened his own spirits, and his desires,
His own emotions harbor no remorse.

He strives to touch her precocious, salacious mood,
His sounds of the guitar so enthralling,
But for his own commitment to trust,
He senses his own erotic calling.

To engage in her music, to dance and to sway,
Their bodies moving with direction, oh dear,
They move closer, their bodies in bonding,
As suddenly their motions become clear.

As they move toward crescendo, their ultimate goal
In unfettered undulations and pleasure,
There is no holding back, their thrusts of their spasms,
Completely enraptured beyond all measure.

Their bodies consumed, with the dance and the beat,
Strumming to her beat, with their hearts in step,
They engender themselves to be kind to their passions,
And finally, their happiness is happy, they wept.

With unadulterated joy, and post-pleasure bliss!

(Hope you like my continuation!)

Wow! Your continuation is wonderful!

Rather a different style than mine, but still wonderful!

If mine is a sonnet, then that's strictly accidental...

I have a very hard time writing those.

Thank you for your compliments, sweetie!

:D

As a guitarist, let me say that you just struck a chord in me. Bravo!:applause:

BTW, reminds me a joke. I'll have to tell it sometime....

Oh, I'm so glad to hear that!

The poem was inspired by a wonderful piece of classical guitar...It just blew me away...

I'd love to hear the joke...sometime!

Thanks, sweetie!

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I want more people to see you poem so I'll save the joke for another thread. Don't want to get this one locked!:evilgrin:

But I've never been this eloquent before!

I appreciate your discretion about the joke, sweetie...:hug:

Thank you for sharing with us this musical addition to your poetic collection!

Ah, sweetie...

You are entirely welcome!

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Nice work, though.

Thank you so much...

Praise from a real poet always means a lot...

You brought tears to my eyes...My youngest son is a raging metal guitarist...
And behind closed doors he plays classical music...just Jonas and his guitar.
This also brought back memories of my first love, a guitarist...and the first and only man to ever leave me. I was only 18 years old. He left without a trace to become a 'rock and roll' star. He was awesome...But with that experience came my way of life...I've walked away from every man in my life since then....I refuse to relive that experience..and so I go...
All this from your poem...what I felt.


Look what you made me write!:hug:
You're a beautiful poet..:loveya:

peace~

Ah, sweetie...

I had no idea.

Thank you for opening your heart and sharing your tender memories with me...

Thank you for your praise!


:loveya:

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Certainly full of (ahem) stimulating imagery.

Indeed it is!

Thank you for your very kind words, sweetie...

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As a guitarist, I highly approve. :)

Oh, I'm glad you approve!

I don't play any instruments, and so I'm never quite sure the images are right...

I did feel this one was, though...

Thank you, sweetie!

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...so that we might properly respond to posts like these. Nice work, Peggy. :D

That's a good thought!

Thank you...I'm so glad you enjoyed this ...

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Very sexy, Peggy. Nice one.

I thank you for your very kind remarks, sweetie...

I'm so glad you like this!

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Thank you for sharing this. :hi:

You know how I am about sharing!

Thanks, sweetie...I'm glad you enjoyed my little work...

:hi:

I seem unable to write anything worthwhile, lately, for some reason. :-(

Most of what I write is unadulterated crap...

This was the exception.

Practice makes perfect, you know!

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... a perfect blend of gentle strumming and passion inflamed.

Ah, thank you, sweetie...

Your praise means so much!

Sometimes the words really do just what I want them to...

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As always very good, its music to my ears!!!!
Eroticly delicious!! :woohoo::woohoo: :woohoo::hi: :hug: :hug::hug:








"World conquerors sometimes become fools, but fools never become world conquerors."

Ah sweetie...

So good to see you today!

And I'm thrilled that you enjoyed my little poem...

Thank you...

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I was striving to do just that...

I will show Ali tomorrow.

I hope she will like it too...

Thank you, sweetie...

:hug:

:P

I enjoyed the poem Peggy. Great metaphor.

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It means a lot...

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