Conductor | A 100 Word Story

#350 National Poetry Month – 30 Days 30 Poems

The conductor tapped the orchestra to attention,
raised his arms high and waved the baton back and forth.
This cued the drums, low and slow.
His arms came down with gusto and intention,
the drums grew louder.
Then the violins and strings began to play.

He bobbed his left hand up and down for tempo.
Cueing other instruments with this baton,
his hair disheveled by his staccato head movements.
He pointed the baton at the orchestra and raised them higher,
his hands shook from the power,
the music.

Then he stopped,
put his baton down,
and left the empty stage.