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Subway Salsa

A subway musician with salsa-like beat In the sea of commuters, all surging, Made some do a double-take at such a treat, While out of the crowd was emerging… A couple who dropped both their bags and their coats To grasp shoulders and waists to start dancing. They swiveled their hips as if sowing their oats In a ballroom, their minds on romancing. We stood on the platform, admired their moves And thought, what a fabulous city, Where people are able to practice their grooves And where beauty eclipses the gritty.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 10/27/2016 8:57:00 PM
What a wonderful scene this must have been. OH, I miss this kind of thing. I saw it in SF when I lived out west. Not much of that here in Utah!! You are lucky to be in the Apple
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Date: 10/27/2016 9:15:00 AM
A delightful poem, Ilene! It would have been great to watch this show for free. All cities have their pros and cons; this spontaneous salsa dance is one of the positive ones. ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 10/27/2016 7:33:00 AM
I always wondered how wild oats were sown;-) Love your cityscape poems! Cheers! ~ john
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Date: 10/26/2016 11:54:00 PM
Fabulous, poetic scene!
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Date: 10/26/2016 11:52:00 PM
LOVED this! I'd have loved to see those two dancing like that. How sensually sweet. Great write, my dear. XO
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Date: 10/26/2016 9:19:00 PM
Mrs Ilene, I'll bet if you look hard enough, one can see just about anything in NYC. I was once waiting to cross the GW bridge and watched 3 boys totally strip a stranded car in less than 5 minutes. Nothing left but the frame. Love the poem , as per usual. Your poems are always a delight.
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