Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
Now apply that to everything in life and we are all good.
"a few fat swinging chords" - perfect! "Just play". I love it!
A great feel to this, I love it!
Dance like nobody's watching, sing like no one is listening. Hell yeah.
lovely music....guitar play note
Yeah, just play. Love it. : )
Ah, yes, just play!
Nice one. I like the play on words with 'fret'
Just the way I play...
Love your musical metaphor for life!!!
Give it up for the electric monk. Johnny Cash would be proud.
don't fret - excellent play. Glad to be of olsonomics help.
My hands are too small to play a guitar, I dicovered - but got sore fingertips in the attempt!
one's execution will, at times, be off; then, just keep playing. good advice, for writing as well as guitar playing. love the title.
Music is a letting go, as is poetry, and you captured it well, here.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.