Storm Concerts at the Bandstand
Storm Concerto along
A deserted seafront.
Lashed by winter waves
Which crash high tide
Against the bandstand
And cymbal smash
Driven by a ceaseless,
Unrelenting conductor.
Encore! Encore!
Again! Again!
Urging the wind instruments
And timpani rolls, thundering
To encores of spray,
Denching the excitable
Audience of red-raw-cheeked
And salt-caked children.
Happy-soaked and winter grinned.
A chorus, a union of young voices.
Again! Again!
Encore! Encore!
Hands clap, making warm
Memories in the winter cold.
Home, come on, let's go,
You're soaked, look at you.
The parents admonish
Their seaside-shivering
Excitable children.
Smiling, recalling their own
Waves and storm concerts
From winters years ago.
Encore! Encore!
Again! Again!
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