Marching Forward Poem by Crystal Pierce
Marching Forward
You first hear the snare and bass drum,
then later comes a hum.
A sympathy of winds
and softer sounds chiming in.
Marching forward as we go.
When we'll stop playing no one knows.
We just keep on
playing our song.
The Marching Band
This is my clan!
nice work for 14 years old. good effort with rhyming. sometimes more 'perfect rhyming' can make a poem suffer if the poet is paying more attention to rhyming than to the 'story' and to making it enjoyable for the readers. I've sent some suggestions etc. via a message. my favorite lines: The Marching Band This is my clan! thanks for sharing. bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 8:50:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes! An enthusiastic yes rang in my mind upon reading this poem. Marching forward, bit by bit, step by step. With some good principles in the heart and a reflective mind, we can make a bit of progress every single day. Kaizen in action. A giant attitude, very poetically expressed in fluent lines.Excellent!