Unwanted Symphony

Unwanted Symphony

A Poem by Becky
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Practice makes perfect

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Minor chords echo
At a slow, funeral pace
A symphony of loneliness
Just another hopeless case.

A sudden crescendo
Followed by angry trills.
Oboe solo laments,
Brass feature thrills.

Dark bass notes smother
The hopeful voice of flute.
Trumpet fanfare interrupts,
Warm clarinets follow suit.

Percussion pounds a rhythm
On old worn-out plastic
Conductor misses a beat
Woodwinds go spastic

Melancholy beauty fades
Replaced by a fairy dance.
Fingers fly on keys
The notes start to prance.

French horn changes tempo
High brass speeds up too
The rest duck and cover
As the violence barrels through.

The runaway band 
Slows down once more
Stops feeling the moment
And reads from the score.

The conductor heaves
A great sigh of relief
Disaster is averted
Though respite is brief.

The symphonic band begins
To play the the next work
This time, they're sight-reading
Sneaky accidentals lurk.

Piano solo is near,
In the key of C sharp
Followed by tubas
And a few notes on harp.

Cheerful jazz melody
Rings out in happy joy
Before the storm breaks
Thunderous drums destroy.

The performance ends
On a clashing suspense chord
A cymbal crashes in the silence
And harmony is restored.

The music plays on
It falls on deaf ears
A treble choir sings
But no one wants to hear.

Because no one wants
To get lost in the beat
To forget all their worries
To rise off their seat.

That feeling is dangerous
Society has decreed.
The musicians can play on
But must read from the sheet.

Practice makes perfect,
And perfect they must be
Because anything else
Might make people feel free. 

© 2017 Becky


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Absolutely love this, the tyranny of sheet music...
I do enjoy the musical imagery you create.

Posted 7 Years Ago


I loved your word imagery; I could almost hear the music in my head! :) I really loved the last four stanzas, you summed it all up with a very powerful message. People truly don't appreciate music enough; we are too busy to notice (or so we think). But if we could just stand still and listen, I think it would change all of us for the better.
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.” -J.R.R Tolkien.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Amazing coordination of words....I love the entire concept of this poem. Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


This poem displays a story. A story with a very powerful meaning. I'm going to make a point to read more of your stuff, if it's anything like this. I am a music lover and appreciator, and hopefully someday maker, and this poem really rooted in my soul. Scrumtrullecent work :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Reading this is kind of like an adventure through sound, especially if you hear it playing in your head. I love this because there's a lot going on and yet it remains coherent and still conveys a message. It's very interesting.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Clever walk-through of a symphony you incorporate here. I simply admire your ending; that was both meaningful and skillfully said.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Amazingly beautiful. I loved how you incorporated the symphonic theme in this piece. It deffinately made it come to life. By far one of my favorite pieces. i loved it

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh my and you said i was a good writer?? this is amazing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is pretty amazing and I enjoyed reading it. You could truly become a great poet.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Powerful and true!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Added on July 28, 2012
Last Updated on September 20, 2017
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