Best Poems Written by Keys Giri

Swing Heil

The flit of peach chiffon skirts, 
 And seas of swirling dancers  
romped, jived, swayed and turned 
Their movements in perfect harmony 
To a freedom so greatly earned 

Her hands, fluidly frolicking 
Into the depths of the pulse 
In swaying synchrony, she plunged  
Her music it bounded, and ricocheted

But the soldiers came storming, storming
Left sharp silence, in their quake
Paralysed to the bone she was playing 
For she knew what lay at stake

Their mouths sloppy and over-
Flowing, chanting Germanic song
A stock-like stance without composure
They jived and swayed all wrong

The night grew older, and a
Long line of empty glass progressed 
Their laughter, alone burdened 
With their  many requests 

Yet Her eyes shone in defiance
Her trumpet,  flew from side to side 
The dynamic beat that ripped through the floorboards
Quickly, the room once again alive, whistles and cries
Mingled admist, the scuffle of ebony shoes

But the soldiers came storming, storming
cold gazes fixed upon their target, 
With one swoop they pounded her
With one swoop they dragged her
Like a tranquilised animal they had her

Her golden trumpet lay dead 
Its golden coat tainted

Copyright © Keys Giri | Year Posted 2018