Playing the strings.

Playing the strings.

In a world of dreams

my own

playing the strings;

rainbow spectrum bands.

The melody,

a colourful display,

violet always played

broodingly deep 

reflecting my mood

as the tunes resonated

on the universe bright

stars applauded

my dream world.

A concert

forever reaching 

played for the stars.

Reviews

[Not here]

I liked the imagery this gave me. I was thinking of guitars the entire time, but the same could be said for other stringed instruments, especially violins. I've always thought they were a beautiful thing, and this would be a good description of them.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your words Dante. I appreciate your visits:):)

[Not here]

What exactly did you have in mind while writing this piece?

[andrew mitchell]

i was listening to some psychedelic music by vanilla fudge while watching the wild weather (wet 'n' windy outside), then the sun peeked for a moment and a rainbow appeared hence the write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i especially like the violet played broodingly deep...

playing our own sad tunes...brooding tunes...we poets do that...do our own music...hoping someone hears.

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for dropping by and for your review Jacob.