Saturday, February 26, 2011

Sentimental Violins

When I was little, I heard the voice of a violin for the first time on a tv program. Next to the piano, I thought it was one of the most beautiful sounds that any instrument could ever make.  I still find them to be wonderful to listen to, but the sounds they create are only made effective if the person playing them knows the strings so well..that a story could be told in a thousand different ways.  Musicians of all sort who are at the top of their game understand one thing very well- the emotional story that needs to be told and felt by their audience.  It is this idea that gave me the inspiration for this poem.  Hope you all enjoy :)


Sentimental Violins by April Gerard

Papers.
Notes; ink and colors
blended in.

Words lost and remembered
in faded midnight skies.


Worn fingers
trace the edges of
blurred objects
emitting melodies-
owning their memories
once again.

stories told here.


Files of sounds,
from here or there,
a hush of laughter caught
against the cry of
years in the past.


Sentiments carried
on a string, in a note,
in a voice that once whispered
long ago.

Music that played its sorrows
or its joys,
as Time beckoned
its come and go.


Sentimental values displayed-
often without pictures framed
or mirrored reproach.

People who've been known,
seeds that were once sown,
all held in this or thats.

memories in motion...
at the speed of sound.

4 comments:

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

lovely poetry.

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Sam373 said...

So much of what I feel can be communicated only by a violin. I think you came as close as one can to say the same with words.

Jingle said...

Please feel free to share 1 to 3 poems with our potluck poetry today, first time participants could use old poems or poems unrelated to our theme, Thanks..
Happy Monday!

Love your blog, your poetry is impressive!

Jingle Poetry said...

well done piece..