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Viola Plays Alone

Rich mahogany like the hair in your eyes,
The bow I now grasp fits like your hand in mine.
I blow off dust flaking on the bridge,
It’s more than a memory of you that I want.
Against my shoulder where you once leaned
Is now your viola to conquer the pain.
My fingers on strings last pressed long ago
Are brought back to life to bring back your own.
Bow to those strings, they echo your laughter,
The joy in your voice and your shining smile.
The sun looms above me and reflects on the wood
To haunt me with your beloved meaningful grin.
Your viola is still in tune like my memories of you
As Pachelbel Canon spills from the pit of my heart
And runs through my fingers to flow through the strings.
I play a D major, your favorite- because it has two sharps,
You said “one for me and one for you is just right for us”
But now I’ve lost you and I’m left with those sharps
So I take your viola and I play on my own.





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CuteCourt101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 18, 2010 at 7:04 am
This is amazing! It is so beautiful!  Keep up the great writing! Definately 5 stars
 
Wellington This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 7, 2010 at 6:50 pm
i think anyone who plays an instrument will love this..
 
Madison_R said...
Aug. 28, 2009 at 10:48 pm
I agree with Becca. I like how you extend the viola as a simile for the two people's... whatever they had going on. (And I love Pachelbel's Canon)
 
Olivia This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 15, 2009 at 3:54 pm
Thank you!
 
Becca said...
Apr. 16, 2009 at 6:33 pm
Wow this is really good one of the best things on here in my opinion =]
 
Olivia This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 15, 2009 at 3:55 pm
Awww, thank you!
 
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