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I wanted to stick out my chest
Rise tall and arch my back
Standing there listening to the fest hard pressed
To click my heels to this fiery soundtrack

So mesmerized and in love with Spanish Flamenco from afar
I was compelled to go to Madrid to become a dancer
As my ears were bound to the strings of Segovia's guitar
Portraying the pride and glory of Spanish Prancers

I found two spoons to replace castanets
And taped some change from my pocket to the bottom of my shoes
I clicked, stomped and tapped like a dervish - still wearing my sweats
Transported like a churchgoer that had too much booze

I opened my mouth to let the explosive wail blossom out
It sounded as if I were dying and in pain
Not like the Catalan singers that muse with their shouts
More like a cross between a howling puppy and an owl gurgling in the rain

Shocked! by the sound my adventure came to an end
As soon as the recording and I came to its conclusion
But with the love of it all I was ready to begin it all again
Except for hitting the floor and suffering a catastrophic contusion

It just goes to show that we can be anything we want
In the limits of time and well being
But calamity is destined for misplaced Debutantes 
Whose grasp is vain and best judgement is fleeting



July 21, 2019
H.W. Longfellow Inspired Poetry Contest
Sponsored by:  Julia Ward

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