Joy Lovelet Crawford

Rookie (December 8th 1963 / Montego Bay, St. James, Jamaica. W.I)

Eruption - Poem by Joy Lovelet Crawford

Rhythm beating, feet stamping, lights flickering, people shouting
The music beats heavily, it vibrates within the soul, the steam rises from the dance floor, the lights red, blue, pink and flickering silver capture the dancers

The person scream, shout, gasps at the peak of this sensational climax, then suddenly
Shouts, screams, gasps at the power failure, the emotions change but not the peak
The people argue, fuss, fight and bite as the eruption of the agony takes place.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 5, 2011

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