Phil Soar

Gold Star - 47,519 Points (28.06.1952)

And The Band Played On - Poem by Phil Soar

I sat while the orchestra played
in the bandstand they made a formidable sound
unlike any other I had heard in the park
they played until daylight was turning to dark

The way they made music was delightful to see
you could close you eyes and believe it was a dream
celestial notes played by angels on high
that's what all the music seemed like to me

You could rest and be charmed by the smooth rhythmic tones
no matter you might have been sat there alone
you could drift on the sounds, like a tidal mystique
just the sound of the music, no words left to speak

Topic(s) of this poem: music


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2015



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