A guitar in his hands
is an acoustic Pentecost.
Ten fingers turn to fifty
riding steel strings
riding harmonic glory train
through souls
on thrum of hammer-on
pull-off slides.
His fingers spit
cloven-tongued flames
anointing chords
igniting crowd
taking them on a journey
to an absence
a free-falling bliss
into an angelic orgy of notes.
~Nara Malone
Hmm...I can write about something that has nothing to do with sex ;) This post is a contribution to G-Man's Friday Flash 55. Click through to see what others wrote or to join the fun yourself.
Life is about sex. Sex is about life. All things are about sex. Sex is about all things.
ReplyDeleteI like the acoustic and orgy of notes ~
ReplyDeleteI "try" to restrained myself from writing too much about it..he..he...Have a good weekend ~
Brandi... are you a man? ha ha (just kidding) Very intriguing, Nora... acoustic Pentecost... nice.
ReplyDeletesplit cloven tongue flames....dang....he plays some rather intense music...smiles...and sensual as well...
ReplyDeleteThis is very sensual! Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteSex...Drugs...Rock'n'Roll.....
ReplyDeleteThree of my favorite things...It's all good!
(Except for certain drugs that are abused of course)
Nara Malone...I just LOVED the Rock imagry!!!
For being so platonic, this was HOT!!!
Loved your wildly creative 55
Thanks for playing, thanks for being such a big help, and have a Kick Ass Week-End....G
Your opening line is terrific! I can hear those strings, the cloven-tongued slide. Who says it's not about sex?
ReplyDeleteSomewhere between religion and ecstasy! Good one .Especially like the first verse.thanks-
ReplyDeleteWhat a good write. I love many of the lines here. And thought it was rather sexy.
ReplyDeleteOoof - where can I sign up for guitar lessons? lol
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