The Violist

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.





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kikigirl101 said...
Apr. 11, 2010 at 10:14 am
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.
 
mikamika94 said...
Feb. 12, 2010 at 11:50 am
I love hearing your opinions!! Please let me know them whether good or bad!! Constructive critism welcome!! =]
 
nitabuf said...
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.
 
mikamika94 replied...
Jan. 15, 2010 at 8:55 am
Thank you!
 
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