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    dots Submission Name: Addictiondots

    Author: solitary_cross
    ASL Info:    19/female/Philippines
    Elite Ratio:    3.4 - 92/107/24
    Words: 116
    Class/Type: Poetry/Passion
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       This is about the passion of a true guitarist using the perspective of the guitar. Well, or maybe you just have your own interpretations. ^_^

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    Eyes looking deep
    Into the clear view
    Your intentions
    Out to run after the world
    Pulling me up
    By the bridge of vitality
    To your chest, to your beat

    Hands that caressed
    A soul in thirst
    You started to play
    Your melody
    Transformed into my dreams
    Your voice smooth sailing
    Across the sea of outbreak

    Passions venting itself
    Sending me to a new dimension
    Frets pressed by ecstasy
    Losing yourself to me
    The pace got caught
    Between yours and mine
    Your one last shot echoing

    Silence crept
    Yet I can still hear
    The pulse of your blood
    Travelling through my veins
    You let me go
    Fingers slowly releasing
    Your addiction, my addiction

    Submitted on 2004-11-24 03:11:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Interesting look at guitar playing, though I think this could be about so much more than that. This piece obviously has a lot of emotion and it seems as though you've put a lot of thought into the imagery. I can really see multiple meanings to this poem and that in itself makes this an awesome piece. Good job.
    | Posted on 2004-11-24 00:00:00 | by bentnotbroken | [ Reply to This ]
      I think this is one of the more cleverly written poems I've read in a while. Personification of the guitar, guitar as narrator - COOL! My fav line:

    "Hands that caressed
    a soul in thirst"

    This line sets up the coming to life of the guitar. From here on to the end, this poem could be about many things, but I like it as guitar and guitarist and their "addiction" to each other. It's as if the guitar waits for the player before it can live again. Terrific image! And a great poem.

    | Posted on 2004-11-27 00:00:00 | by phil askew | [ Reply to This ]

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