Today’s (Jan. 8, 2015) WordPress Daily Prompt is: I Got Skills – If you could choose to be a master (or mistress) of any skill in the world, which skill would you pick? Oh, to play the guitar! But I already wrote to that subject last July. Here is that post.
At times when now I only hum,
I’d pull out my guitar and strum;
and by the time that I’d be done,
completing my last pluck and run,
perhaps whoever sees and hears
would be reduced to sobs and tears
by every perfect tone and note,
the sentiments that I emote,
and tender lyrics that they knew
because of course I wrote them, too.
But I would be so humble still,
(my hubris would be less than nil)
that when they laud me at the Grammys,
I’ll be home curled up in my jammies—
still unaffected by my fame,
astonished at my new acclaim!
And when Bob Dylan asks me if
I’d like to come and share a riff,
of course I will not turn him down.
In spite of all my new renown,
I’ll take the time to show him some
new ways I’ve found to pick and strum.
Mick Jagger would hang out with me
(and Leo Kottke, probably.)
We’d get together to talk and jam.
The whole world would know who I am!
My fame would spread to presidents
and queens and Knob Hill residents.
I’d be so busy that I fear
my writing would fall in arrears.
I might forget to feed my dog,
forsake my friends, neglect my blog.
So all things taken to account,
as negatives begin to mount,
and though I know that I’d go far
should I decide to play guitar,
I’ve penned a note unto myself,
“Put that guitar back on the shelf!!!”
The Prompt (from July 3, 2014): Strike a Chord—Do you play an instrument? Is there a musical instrument whose sound you find particularly pleasing? Tell us a story about your experience or relationship with an instrument of your choice.
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Oh oh. How did that errant stanza slip out of line? Perhaps it is back in place by now. Don’t know how it happened, but somehow I seem to be following my own blog. Now, how egocentric is that?????
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“perhaps whoever sees and hears
would be reduced to sobs and tears”
Could be true of my ukulele playing? No necessarily because of ‘expertise’?
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Ha!
Naah…No one cries over a uke. They are too happy-making.
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You have not heard me play?
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No, but they are a big craze here now so a few of my friends play. My mother taught me a few songs on the Uke when I was 8 or 9. It was fun. “The Cannibal King” and “My Gal’s a Corker, She’s a New Yorker” and “K K K Katy” are the ones I remember. Not on the uke, but to sing.
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There are students in my class that what to learn the uke but I haven’t taken the time to learn to play it yet?
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Love this!
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Oh to be inept so eloquently! 😀
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I find this very funny. Jim Morrison died too soon to meet you, but Eric Clapton is still alive
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I liked the idea of putting the guitar back on the shelf rather than upseting life and neglect blog. Anything for our bog ufff !
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A wonderfully witty poem! Love your rhymes and rhythmic flow.
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