Sidney picks
guitar transcriptions
Bach never felt so good
~
Bottle Beach –
a fog shiver
crawls my back
~
it's warm
where you lean
on me
~
March air
feels like snow
melting on mud
~
on Benson Pond
the water holds close
a duck's bottom
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4 comments:
Your take on March air is dead on. I enjoyed these. Thanks.
I can hear the music.
thank you. these are exquisite.
I really like all of these; especially the last, but then the warmth comes through in all. Thank you!
Visually tactile, as well!
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