The Party Doesn'T End

The effervescence of the party doesn’t seem to abate, even when the guests leave one by one, the psychedelic lights dissolve within fading melody, the rolling ripples of air clutch the last rhythm. The dark stillness waiting outside enters inside, the music in the air never gets forsaken, as the darkness melts, a stream of umbra flows within, cascading in the vale of vibrant blankness. I dance in the captivating cadence of bliss within, merging with the mesmerizing music of silence, see the guests return from the dark one by one, and come to life in times drowned in desolateness. They sing the song of pulsating quietude, the essence permeating the resounding void space, saturates my time of lingering loneliness, and dances to my music … the party doesn’t end. ________________ Posted : December 21, 2020 January 25, 2023 Contest : 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 25 Sponsored by : Mark Toney