My’Stroke

 
 
Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER
 
 
I play the keys

you know,

I caress them,

polishing characters to & from my QWERTY,

(offset by one key always, but I have an ear)

arms rising & diving quite dramatically
 
 
 
Dah–nah–nah–NAHHH!!!

I orchestrate sentences

arrange notes

& sample sounds–

plunk

plunk

plink

snapping fingers beatnik style between composures..

wink-wink-wink

composures

to remix,

harmonize & synthesize

the ize within.
 
 
Chewing long-handled pens

I wear black pajamas

(dba sweatpants)

and plenty of extra pencils in my do too, I forget they are there

weaving braids, harum-scarum style, on my days off…

fingers fall in agreeable waterfall

sometimes unison

> a Chord <

sometimes singular

> a Big note<

each digit

respecting the path of the digit before.

 ©Karen Robiscoe

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

13 Responses to “My’Stroke”

  1. Hmm. Very interesting and creative. Would you perhaps be Punchyish?

  2. Sound like you play finger-style, like me! 😉 Only that, instead of a guitar, you use the qwerty key…Dah dah!

  3. Hello! Have a wonderful weekend!

  4. And that’s how you go through the Monitor and Borrow a Screen So five minutes to say thank the good god she found Jesus, tire rims & hailstones 😉

  5. the painting looks like you. i really love this little poetic portrait. you are an artist. your work makes me laugh and cry. i am uplifted and enlightened. stay on your course. steady as she goes, lass.

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