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Violin
The violin sits
surrounded by cobalt velour
it seems to whisper with promise
the bridge
dusted with rosin as though a flurry of snow had quickly passed
the strings
taut and ruler straight
the wood
swirling red and brown
like brick and mud
the scroll
like a head
controlling and beautiful
hand crafted to perfection
The violin sits
surrounded by cobalt velour
it seems to whisper with promise
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A lovely poem...
But you seem to have forgotten that violas are way awesomer than violins. Oops! Otherwise I liked it a lot. It's neat, crisp, and elegant—like a violin.
I've personally never thought of the finish as mud- or brick-colored (too grey or pink, respectively). I might have used the warm tones of an Irish setter or dried cranberries.
Totally agree with you
Totally agree with you Candlelight, VIOLA'S ROCK!!!!!!!! I in fact play one myself! but Anyways, apart from that, awesome poem!
''Humans... the only animals that cut down tree's, make paper out of them, and then write, ''Save the tree's'' on it. Human logic.''