We Are the Band

by MiraClarinet

A series of poems about marchign band, and the struggles or fun times you have in it. Competitions games, hard rehearsals, etc. nEW POEMS! Warning; these are slightly pessimistic

5. Goodbye

So this is another one that I am writing because I had an idea for a poem, not because I thought of words to a poem. Last night my director held a meeting and told us he was moving, and would not be teaching at our school or any high school anymore. He is going back to middle school band. So, we are getting a new director. I really loved Mr. May, so I wanted to write some kind of poem about him and him leaving.

Goodbye.
The saddest song.
A ballad amid rock.
A rest amid runs.

Goodbye.
The last note.
Held out.
Never forgotten.

Goodbye.
The second ending.
One phrase finally ends,
But another begins.

Goodbye.
A strong melody.
Played sweet,
Yet bitter.

Goodbye.
The underlying harmony.
Played strong,
But still hidden with doubt.

Goodbye.
Leaving a family.
Not breaking.
Expanding.

Goodbye.
The saddest song.
Brings tears to your eyes.
Makes the audience cry.

Goodbye.
Our family is changing.
You may be lost for now.
But your never forgotten.