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Passing thoughts

It’s a beautiful evening. The torrential downpour is over and a slow gentle wind wafts scents of wet roads and fresh air perfumed by happy flowers.
The stillness after the storm was wanting to be filled with music. I grabbed my guitar with intent to maim a few old tunes on a cheap instrument, when the compulsion to sit down and produce literary diarrhea came upon me.

Staring at the blank page doesn’t help . No orgasm of verbal enlightenment. No pouring out of inner angst. Just words strung together.

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6 comments for “Passing thoughts

  1. October 29, 2019 at 03:17

    ” I grabbed my guitar with intent to maim a few old tunes on a cheap instrument, when the compulsion to sit down and produce literary diarrhea came upon me.”

    I thought that you were going to tell us that you wrote a song!

  2. October 29, 2019 at 10:26

    That would be cool!

  3. October 29, 2019 at 10:56

    I have written a couple and no I can’t perform them.

  4. October 29, 2019 at 11:06

    awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww  not even if Kathy and I really ask nicely?

  5. October 29, 2019 at 11:23

    sorry this old man can not play well anymore bad fingers and old joints so no can do

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