Eruption

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    Eruption

    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

    ‘BLACK OUT’

    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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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Lovelet’s Poems (4)

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