Like A Guitar Solo

Life is like a guitar solo,
Encompassing all of your deepest emotions.
Its beauty is from the love and the passion.

Sometimes it's fast,
fingers slice through the air in practiced precision,
hammering hard and pulling off gently.

And then it slows down.. to nearly a stop,
notes in harmony walking hand in hand along the woody floor,
they mould and meld as they slide and they sliver,
two at a time save three and four or seven and eight.

Sharp piercing screams and low soothing whispers,
emotions fly high and tears start to trickle.
It only takes practice to play like a maestro.

the passing of time

Twelve drops slipped through fingers
Leaving memories in their wake
Each drop never lingers
Not long enough to blow the cake
Life and Love will always flow
No nothing could ever conquer
We wish and whine but always grow
No matter what the cancer

I've soared like angels in a spiral
Left the rails and swallowed gravel
To you who scorn and swear or struggle
If but one i've learnt through all this strife
Fill life with love and love with life