Adversity

A rushed piece about adversity I have faced.

The alarm clock calls out
Like the songs of a crow.
I wake up to find
I’m late for the show.

It’s a quarter to four, I jump off the floor
My shirt tail hangs loosely behind me.
My trumpet in tow, I rush out the door
My hair is still a bit grimy.

Feeling like a dream, I arrive at the scene
The time was a little past eight.
As I prepare, I tell of my tale
The judge snidely replies, “you’re late”.

Nevertheless, I performed my best
Although I’ll admit it was sad.
The prologue unfurled, the notes almost curled
Like rancid cheese it was bad.

But as the motifs grew longer, the tone quite stronger
The color of the piece did come through.
The melodies bright, the rhythms air tight
The judge found himself a fool.

His failed attempt at utter contempt
For the aspiring musician before him
Flew right out the door as he pleaded for more.
My troubled day had come to an end.

Reviews

[Decanter Red]

Wow! That was neat and catchy. It certainly fits your name as I find the beat and crescendo in it.in real life, we have all encountered situations like that, be it the budding musician or a high-paid executive at the board of directors. I'm sure most people can relate to the sensation of your poem, like "Oh dear! I'm late!" While their items tumble down around them.

I really do like this one. It is easy to read, easy to comprehend and sounds like a song. While it is catchy, the transition from a frantic performer to a soaring show, and finally:.

His failed attempt at utter contempt
For the aspiring musician before him
Flew right out the door as he pleaded for more.
My troubled day had come to an end.

The musician gets a break and proved his worthiness. It is so short of a poem, yet so quirky and fun. Keep up the good work!