Before the music stopped
I was tapping to the beat,
Sitting in my place
In a front row seat.
The concert was intense,
The music on fire.
I was getting worked up
With a sudden desire.
People gaped at the maniac
Who was singing along,
Wildly out of tune,
Drowning out the song.
After the music stopped,
I blushed beet-red,
Slumping down in my seat,
Wishing to be gone or dead.
Author notes
No, I haven't ever done this, but that was my first impression after reading the line. I wrote this in about a minute, never leaving the computer. I really liked the prompt. There can be so many ways to express this line!
A contest entry
- Before The Music Stopped by Mercury Rising.
600 points, ended June 18, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please comment on what you want, but no cussing!
Comments
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So you too wrote it in a hurry. I thought I was the only one... Anyways it is a delightful poem.. Enjoyed it..
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Well, you did a wonderful job in under one minute I must say. Quite the speedy poet thou art. This poem was a pleasure to read. Best of luck in my contest, and thanks for taking a minute of your time to enter.
( Just teasing really, this was a fine poem. )
David
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