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The Violist

November 8, 2009
By mikamika94 GOLD, Marshall, Virginia
mikamika94 GOLD, Marshall, Virginia
11 articles 4 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
"But now I'm told that this is life and pain is just a simple compromise to get what we want out of it." ~ Paramore ,"Misguided Ghosts


I see the violist's eyes
Light up
Like a flame.

The corners of his mouth
Twitching up
As every note came.

I see his calloused hands
Moving up & down
In time with every rhythm
& in time with every sound.

The sound of his voice
Filling the air
Begins another round
For everyone to hear.

I see his surprise
As my voice joins his
To create a sound so unique
That it's never been.

The duet of two people
Is precious & dear
Rare to exist
But beautiful to hear.


The author's comments:
I wrote this after watching my boyfriend play his viola. We often sing together and while he was playing he made me want to hum or sing along. It was beautiful.

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on Apr. 11 2010 at 10:14 am
kikigirl101 SILVER, Somewhere In, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"If music is the food of love then play on" - William Shakespeare

I really loved this poem.  You did a great job portraying a violinist's passion for his music. I play the viola and I thought it was simply beautiful. Amazing job.

on Feb. 12 2010 at 11:50 am
mikamika94 GOLD, Marshall, Virginia
11 articles 4 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
"But now I'm told that this is life and pain is just a simple compromise to get what we want out of it." ~ Paramore ,"Misguided Ghosts

I love hearing your opinions!! Please let me know them whether good or bad!! Constructive critism welcome!! =]

on Jan. 15 2010 at 8:55 am
mikamika94 GOLD, Marshall, Virginia
11 articles 4 photos 20 comments

Favorite Quote:
"But now I'm told that this is life and pain is just a simple compromise to get what we want out of it." ~ Paramore ,"Misguided Ghosts

Thank you!

nitabuf said...
on Nov. 26 2009 at 9:18 am
Mika, that was beautiful. I think you'll be going places with your poems. I used to love to write poems when I was younger.