“Leaving Evart”

Fog shrouds the grounds as music fades away;
The great, grand vehicles slowly depart;
And tents are swept, then packed as best we can.
Our friends have bade us teary, fond farewells
Before we, too, must leave these grounds
And take the road before us—head towards home.

I wrote this on the way home after we left the “dulcimer Funfest” at Evart last summer; I intended to post it soon thereafter, but mislaid the pad I’d written it on until quite recently.

As always, I earnestly welcome your comments, suggestions, questions, critique, or other feedback about this or any other part of my work. (In other words, if you liked this poem, or you didn’t like it, or it made you think of something, or … please leave a comment to let me know.) If you liked this, you can follow this blog, which includes one of my poems every Friday, or read other poems I’ve written here on my blog (starting with those linked from one of the “archive ” installments, since the full archive is by now, at well over a hundred poems, somewhat daunting); I’d especially like to know, as part of my preparations for a collection, which poems you think are my best. You may also share it with others, subject to my sharing policy.

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