Wafting Sounds

Soft, sweet music wafts though my ears as I lightly stroke my bow across my violin.
Starting out quiet, the sound grows and grows.
My nimble fingers and fast reading eyes work together to make something wonderful.
I play and play my mind’s a buzz.
I am in a rhythm.
The music goes by faster and faster.
When I play I can be anywhere, everything or anything.
Sometimes, when the notes turn into a blur,
I go with the flow,
The music takes me wherever it please.
Some say incredible, some say beautiful,
But I know it truly comes from the heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Agustin Avatar
June 1, 2026 at 10:27 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Bangalee Avatar
June 11, 2019 at 2:12 AM
beautifully written- I play and play my mind’s a buzz. /I am in a rhythm. // beautiful poem
Krutsinger Avatar
June 11, 2019 at 12:40 AM
I feel like I am in the orchestra with you. "I play and play my mind’s a buzz. I am in a rhythm. The music goes by faster and faster." Great job!
Lam Avatar
June 10, 2019 at 9:26 AM
I love this! I'm a musician myself, and I'm constantly looking for ways to describe that evasive feeling. You do a fantastic job with your dynamic description.
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