Hear the Music
...SOUL TUNES...
Regret. It sounds like a drum roll...
Sweat prickling down my forehead,
Leaving the stage now a tempting idea,
There it is…Tuba? Sax? Trumpet!
Outshine? No, just survive is the new goal!
Twice it calls out. Run? Instead,
One arms sweeps, then the other, yeah!
The music sounds, and my body responds.
Don't think. Don't fret. Don't Agonize.
The guitar enters with growing tempo,
Tap. Tap. Kick. Sweep. Tap. Kick. Stomp.
A smile forms, back straightens, arms grow confident.
This is where I belong, that's what I realize.
The tapping increases, and the music begins to slow,
The skirt swirls around as I spin and the stage I tromp,
My feet and music fuse and I can’t help but feel self confident.
Halfway through? Oh my...already?
I am the music now. We are one. Not separate sounds anymore.
Swoosh goes the skirt. Taptaptap. Kick. Stomp. Taptaptap. Kick. Heel.
The trumpets announce the end. Spin slowly.. Arms up. Hold.
My smile broadens. Careful. Keep steady. Steady.
Applause! Powerful, loud…The music I most adore!
It’s not the sounds…But what they make you feel.
Shhh. Just hear it. Let your ears be your eyes and behold.
Copyright © Elsa Gonzalez | Year Posted 2011
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