String Quartet

Violinist Vilemina Neruda leading a string qua...

Violinist Vilemina Neruda leading a string quartet, c. 1880. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A string quartet played
A sweet serenade
In all of our finery
Our youth was displayed
To think of this now
I’m a moment dismayed

The violin sighs
All the secrets inside
Polite society
Has so much to hide
So I wonder how love
Has ever survived

The oboe’s lament
Of such days idly spent
Early evenings we strolled
Amidst jasmine’s sweet scent
And to our true natures
We’d gladly relent

A string quartet tries
All these years have passed by
And I am quite alone
With lost memories revived
And like ghosts we may dance
Long past when we’re alive

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, Al rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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10 Responses to String Quartet

  1. Ray says:

    Lovely. My favorite instrument is the Oboe. What a unique sound. Love your post.

  2. Skye says:

    My daughter is teaching me the violin; my son teaching me the guitar……this made me smile!! Big hugs, Sweet Sis!! Wonderful as usual.

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