The Unseen Violinist

I have always loved all things Eastern European, and music is no exception. My instrument's the piano, but I appreciate a good violinist too.

The unseen violinist plays late at night

Long drawn out tones that tremble with emotion

A haunting Czardas set in harmonic minor

Flattened Sixths that speak of other worlds

Of longing and beauty and despair

The tempo quickens, the mood switches

The violinist’s bow dances across the strings

Like a wagon speeding across a country path

The sounds of the wheels echoing as the night sky watches

The violinist plays with ease

A lively dance