The long, black wand
dips into the music,
wind blows through
creating the fragile band
of bubbles, floating gently
to our drill spots. Some
bigger than others, some
having more clarity, float
with their shiny
glares, the audience
in awe as the notes
float, rolling
following each other to the spots
on the field. The end
of the show and the
bubbles float off the field
to the corner and
POP!
dips into the music,
wind blows through
creating the fragile band
of bubbles, floating gently
to our drill spots. Some
bigger than others, some
having more clarity, float
with their shiny
glares, the audience
in awe as the notes
float, rolling
following each other to the spots
on the field. The end
of the show and the
bubbles float off the field
to the corner and
POP!
