The Third Movement

The Third Movement

A Poem by Bdempsey

I sit and wait in eager anticipation

My time has almost come

The audience listens with fascination

They have heard all but one

 

The first movement was melodious.

The violins played with care.

The second was felicitous

But you will not hear me there.

 

Ahh, in the third is my time to shine

I’m lifted and ready to soar

I dangle and wait - the next note is mine.

*TINK*

I am triangle! Hear me roar!

© 2009 Bdempsey


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