New Guitar

New guitar, 

how long will we play?

Will we be together

on my final day?  

A year from now

will we depart,

and give our lives

a jumping start?

Maybe you 

will help me meet.

A lovely lady,

graceful and sweet.

Or maybe you'll

help me compose.

A sterling song,

seed of a rose.

I love life

and I love you.

We are the ones

the mystics drew.

Maybe we'll tell

a grand old tale,

about how

we set to sail

On a journey

to the now

leaving late, yet

early somehow.

New guitar,

oh, here we go.

Forever each

other we'll know.

The beginning's over

but life is new;

the present moment

is never through. 

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

I wonder if the speaker is using the new guitar as a metaphor. Perhaps the guitar really does exist, but I think he is really addressing life itself, wondering how his life will unfold. Verses 7 and 9 may tell the poem's ultimate truth. The speaker is on a journey to the now and the present moment is never through. We end up finding who we really are and find that it is what we have always been seeking, unsuspecting it was here all along. Heavy stuff here, sparely told and with excellent rhymes. Good work.

[Adam Light]

You nailed the meaning exactly. The guitar is real, but in the poem, it is a metaphor. Thank you so much! I've gotten very little feedback so far, so you just made my night.