Stepping Into The Circumference Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping Into The Circumference



Rhythms creating a riot within the Wagon Yard, strobe
lights streaming around the room.

Blinking, opening and closing their sparkles, being
ignited by the guitar players, fingers dancing into
the night.

Ebony darkness not making a difference in life, just
stepping into the circumference of this night's music.

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