shredded note
shredded chord
shredded strings
the guitar lord
shredded fret
shredded finger
shredded blues
high note linger
guitar wails
drums pound on
horns blasting
a brassy song
sweatin' lights
a Hammond whirl
melodic flights
the winds unfurl
base vibes low
threshold near
feel wave now
audible to ear
shredded tune
shredded times
soulful blue moon
the bloody lines
the decibels wall
a loud surround
singer above all
a wailing sound
keys hammered
piano harps on
audience clamors
to sway til dawn
a lasting noise
'til reach the end
loud cheers of joy
band starts again
© agoodguy2have 2010-10-19
(guitar_playing_technique)
Comments (5)
From the guitar lord to the master of rhyme, your poem shreds music and we sway til dawn.
shredded times
soulful blue moon
the bloody lines"
how very unusual!!! nice write..., beautiful lines...
My ears are ringing with this one.