Dance, Dance, Dance

Written for:  Sunday Whirl #440

Words:  start, pump, lounge, still, crystal, lone, check, ring, blink, fix, stone, shimmer

Pumping up the music
under shimmering, blinking
lights at the Crystal Stone
Lounge. Check it out.
Start of Disco Night. Rainbow
rings of color flash on wall.
Fix yourself up with disco era
clothes. Hey, they still fit!

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to Dance, Dance, Dance

  1. oldegg says:

    Well that was an economic use of the given letters. (I really must try that one day). Sadly my waist is a few inches more these days so theres no way my old clothes would fit me anymore!


  2. jaerose37 says:

    This poem is full of life – I love it!


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