IN-CLASS GUITAR POEM

A guitar
Alone, without words
your curve fits perfectly
in my arms
Where you give song
to the words
My heart cannot find.
Ms. Cheby

Guitar is like a woman with beautiful curves
you can play it real loud till it gets on your nerves
Christopher M.

Wooden smell with a hole in the middle
strokes, strokes, is what i aim for
in the middle of the black hole.
Carlos M.

The music that plays in our ear
is for our satisfaction.
Evelyn T.

The felling of the vibration
sending tones with sensation
Guillermo H.

A guitar a musicians lover
the humming with each packato
the keep curves to hold it firm
and the satisfaction to satisfy others.
Jose R.

Hold it gently
glid its strings
and play beautiful music with it
Karla C.

Oh guitar how i like to
pull your six strings,
so everyone can hear me.
Robert C.

The feeling of the vibration rhythms
against your body
sends sensation down your back
deed the structure formed of a woman body

Looking at the curves from the guitar
is like looking at my own.

typed by Robert C.