Dance to The Beat
By Trish Hubschman
Day 22
The music was vibrant,
Pulsating,
ALIVE.
It was volcanic.
Violet and Jake bounced to it.
Hands clasped,
Bodies together,
They swayed.
They moved apart.
Arms stretched,
He swung her around.
The strobe lights,
Bright and colorful,
Made patterns on the dance floor
At times,
It cast them in shadows
Or caught them in vivid spotlight
She laughed.
He smiled.
Trish is a graduate of Long Island University’s Southampton Campus and has a Bachelor’s degree in English-writing. She is deaf-blind and lives in Pennsylvania with her husband Kevin and their dog, Henry.
Trish Hubschman
April 23, 2023i could feel the music, hear it, see it. I was on the dance floor, in my head of course. it felt nice moving to the music again.
Patty Fletcher
April 24, 2023It’s a great poem.