Dark Guitar by New Jack Rhyme

This chain of regular and reverse hay(na)ku was written for Poefusion’s Monday Mural Prompt (the mural is above). Enjoy.

-Nicole
——————————————————-
one
night I
had a dream
I walked the
streets of
Memphis

electric
buzz twang
and sandpaper song
slithered into my
open eager
ears

and
wrapped themselves
around my heart
they pulled me
to Beale
Street

and
that’s when
I saw him
written in neon
the lingua
franca

of
honky-tonk
blues and jazz
as he sat
on the
steps

he
wove a
guitar string tapestry
which cradled the
full Memphis
moon

and
brought it
down to me
then he vanished
into the
night

I
was left
still holding that
moon in my
bare cold
hands

I
stored it
inside of my
heart-shaped box
it still glows
casting Memphis
moonlight

on
neon wishes
and musical dreams
where I gladly
sing the
blues

Written 7/13/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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