If You Were a Guitar
If you were a guitar I would play you
till my fingers grew rough from your body’s
touch, till the moisture in the clouds withdrew
and only music rained down. But what breeze
could retain your voice? At night my hands would
dream new chords of light and air, of pearl and
flesh and warm breath suspended over wood.
And as we slept our bodies would demand
completion, and the space would diminish
till nothing lay between us but the sly
notes singing through our veins, replenish-
ing each other’s thirst. When I say hope, I
mean you. When I whisper nothing, my
silence shouts your name. Each breath. Every sigh.
O at the Edges 
Beautiful!
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so lovely!
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Seen this theme done comically. As a guitar player it’s good to see it done with some taste.
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she must not have marshmallow skin. lol 🙂
This is sooo pretty!!…a couple of lines really captured me!
Draft?
“when i whisper nothing my silence shouts your name”…sometimes i think it is the mind that drives the heart and not vice versa, like we’ve always been told. What do you think?
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It doesn’t feel quite right in the mouth, tastes a bit clunky. But it seemed appropriate for the day, so I posted it despite its unfinished state. We’re influenced by many factors, but I believe that in the end the mind drives us (though perhaps unknowingly).
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Tis a beautiful piece and I liked it much.
I think, if it were my poem, that i would cut that line about the rough…and sub something light… because the strength of the poem is in the second half.
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Thank you. I’m going to place it in a drawer and let it marinate for a while before deciding what to do with it.
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I think the subconscious brain runs the show. Tap into your subconscious with your mind to control your heart and let your creativity flow. #Mindfulness
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Nice metaphor!
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First, thank you for stopping by and liking “Cents and Sensibility.”
About your Draft: Exquisite, soft, and romantic. As a singer, I often thought that I would like to be a guitar in my next lifetime, as long as I was owned by a passionate player. Strange, but true. Powerful!
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I’m thinking in the spirit of the extended metaphor:
Even in the silence of a lost whisper the strings of you still vibrate…
notes singing through our sinews, plucking
each other’s strings.
…when I whisper
you are resonant…
…every breath and every sigh
sings the chord of our name
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Perhaps in the next poem. A sequence?
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Yes, perhaps, many melodies. Thanks.
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This is not a draft. It is perfect. Reading it over and again is not a chore it’s music.
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When I whisper nothing, my silence shouts your name…
Lovely poem
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wow, this is beautiful. I am not a huge poetry reader, but this grabbed me from the first line and held me throughout. Nice work!
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So sensual and descriptive. I like it.
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I don’t usually like poetry, but I loved this! Keep at it!
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This is very beautiful, Robert. Its lines speak so eloquently of a person in love. Your girl is very lucky to have been made with a poem such as this.
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Thank you. But I am the lucky one.
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Beautiful images that will stay with me. Thanks for sharing it.
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This piece of poetry is moving. Thank you for writing it to remind us of love.
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Lovely piece.
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beautiful. you’re not afraid to make poetry your own by pushing boundaries of what poetry ‘should look like or be’ – good job.
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This poem made me catch my breath. Truly lovely. Thank you.
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It’s beautiful!
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someone up above said: ‘this is not a draft, it is perfect.’ I’m going to readily agree with that assessment… superb!
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Great to read verse playing with traditional forms. And nothing wrong with putting away in a drawer for a while. We writers know if can help us make occasional small improvements to what seemed good to start with. Best wishes,
Adrian
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This is hella good. Saw this and followed your blog immediately. A very wonderful piece. If you think you can make it better, by all means, make it the real deal rather than a draft, but I love it as is. 😀
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Couldn’t have said it better…beautiful…
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Lovely.
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Wow, this one is absolutely beautiful, romantic, intense… need I say more.
🙂
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I’m delighted that you approve. It was written for the love of my life, my wife of nearly 30 years.
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Ohhhhh, that’s sweet. I’m sure she loved it.
🙂
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This piece is beautiful!
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Thank you!
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I’m not that much of a internet reader to be
honest but your blogs really nice, keep it up! I’ll go ahead and bookmark
your site to come back down the road. Cheers
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Really pretty, very nicely done.
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Thanks very much. I appreciate your visit.
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Breathtaking, Robert!
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Thanks, Shery!
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