Shimmering sequins and clicking heels,
Chattering galore as I step into the room.
Ear-thumping music and disco lights
Conceal all the gloom and doom,
As folks whisper and glances steal.
Tag: metaphor
So good, Poetry by Kelly Rice
It was so good.
We talked like we never have before.
It was percussion.
Precision.
WILDsound Festival 