Violin Strings

Hello dear readers/followers, I’ve not taken much notice, but it seems I’ve been blogging here on WordPress for TWO years…. To celebrate the occasion, I’m re-posting one of my original poems from June/July 2017…..

Violin Strings

 

I’m singing a song, all about you.

Singing words, both sincere and true.

From my heart to my soul, the veins,

They’re as tight as violin strings.

 

I needed you, to take my hand.

Take my hand, and show me the way.

Show me the way, into a formal debut.

Show me the way, into your dancing shoes.

 

I needed you, to take my dreams.

Take my dreams, and show me how to behave.

Show me the way, into your family home.

Show me the way, into your holy grail.

 

I needed you, to take my open heart.

Take my heart, and show me how to pray.

Show me the way, into your little world.

Show me the way, into your milky-way.

 

I needed you, to take my old violin.

Take my violin, and show me how to play.

Show me the way, into your harp strings.

Show me the way, into all your tunes.

 

In finality, you unpicked the strings.

And you plucked my soul.

A broken violin.

And twisted strings.

 

Ivor Steven.