Natasha Ashwe - The Guitar Notes

[I was listening to Avril Lavigne's new CD, I started doodling on a page, and then there was this.]

The guitar notes

are flames,


The soft,

deliberate strumming,


The flicks of fire

drumming on the wind,


The song,

a long burning stream,
Scenes of

red and yellow rain,

A rising fever

drawing me in,


The chorus,

the darkness

set ablaze,






The guitar notes,

are rising,

Strings tuning,


Tongues turning,

winding on threads,


Reverberating,
a swelling

consummation,


I'm awakening,

Shaken and stirred,

The song,


It's quickening my pulses into

response,


The tuning of force into

a flowing wind,


Sweeping now,
whirling through me as

she plays.



30th November 2004

Natasha Ashwe

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