A man and his guitar
Current mood: adventurous
Category: Writing and Poetry
I had to be at the subway by five
had to
couldn’t be late
at four forty five
I bounced down the stairs
an eternity of stairs it felt
lowering into a concrete haven
people everywhere all going somewhere
some begging for change for a meal
some late for meetings
others on their way home to feed families
but one man...
stood near the benches
strumming his guitar
a Calvin Klein advertisement behind him
the case of the guitar lay open
exposing the red velor interior
where money lay inside haphazardly
this man had his eyes closed
playing each chord from inside his mind
feeling the strings with his heart
letting the music just be
he wasn’t trying to make a dollar
he only wanted all these people
for just one moment in time
to stop and listen
to sounds of wood and metal
to the sounds of life he gently strummed
