The Roar of the Crowd

The memories of a band kid

That feeling that you get

When you raise an instrument to your lips

After practicing for hours

And you finally got the note right

 

That moment in time

With the instrument in your hand

Stepping on the field

And freezing in place

 

That joyous occasion

When you play the last note

And all fades away

To the roar of the crowd

 

That snapshot of life

That you look back to

And remember the days

When the crowd roared

Reviews

[Shiika]

I really like the nostalgic feel and imagery that this poem gives. And poetry doesn't always have to rhyme, but it should still have a poetic feel to it, and this does. Good job :)

[Sami Khalil]

One of your best I think....Bravo...................