Hippies, swingers, dancers, and twisters. That was swell, groovy, fabulously far out! Snapping, clapping, jumping and jiving. It just makes me wanna shout!
It's been a while since I posted a poem.
So much irritation subdued in frustration.
The creative bell rings less often when these distractions soften
the blows to vibration and stifled timing.
Here I