Nobody on Lead GuitarA Poem by Jeberlethere's something about all these local bands...A local band jams by cold moonlight and lukewarm beer, collecting spare change in a coffee cup.
A local, no-name band - never gonna make it big, don't want too much attention. Long-haired dude glides through a mesmerizing solo to the next ad-lib verse. Got nothing but a guitar and free drinks all night.
Sweet breezes clear the air and rustle the towering pines to make room for a soft ballad with soul.
Never gonna sign a contract or tour the world. Never more than a dozen fans, make just enough for new strings and smokes between songs. Cool blue melodies fade into shadows of moonlight and whispered notes. © 2008 JeberleAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on June 20, 2008 Last Updated on June 20, 2008 AuthorJeberleAZAboutI am an unpublished writer with serious commitment issues. I'll start writing something and I'll be really excited about it, and then a new idea will distract me, and I'll abandon my first project onl.. more..Writing
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