ViolinA Poem by LystaI open the case,
and take it out. I rosin the bow, and clean the strings. I start to tune, beginning with "A". First is a scale. A flat major, four octaves I climb. Sixteenth note slurs, then brisk spiccato. Finally I close my eyes, and let my bow dance. A sonata before all else, the intonation must be perfect. I follow with a concerto, Mozart's Concerto No.3. The last one is a waltz, the tempo cannot be off. Then I'll put it down, and let it rest. I await tomorrow, to express my feelings again. © 2015 LystaAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on June 28, 2015 Last Updated on June 28, 2015 AuthorLystaBoston, MAAboutI love animals, reading and art! Writing is a fun hobby I enjoy, although good ideas come far and wide apart. I am fond of all genres of books, but I really love mystery and tragedy books! (There's no.. more..Writing
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