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Band Room I

by Rachel Johnson

You can find me
in the band room,
where trumpets play
blue songs
and sunlight sneaks in
as streams
from opening doors
and catches the gold shine
of instrumental genius.

02/01/2005

Author's Note: Written nearly ten years ago.

Posted on 05/21/2014
Copyright © 2024 Rachel Johnson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/21/14 at 12:42 AM

Although I was never in my high school band, this brings back fond memories of them practicing and performing at various functions. Thanks for the well worded reminder, Rachel.

Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/22/14 at 08:50 PM

The stand out line which kept me reading was "blue songs". Most artistic people are immediately drawn to those two words for different interpretations.

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