A quick note about this poem. At writing group sometimes we get a prompt to write about during our meeting. The prompt tonight was to write a poem or short story about someone dancing without using any "musical" words. We had about 5 minutes to do it. The following just flowed out onto the paper.
Free Dancer
Laughing with her body
Flying in her mind
She moves to nothing audible
Sees like she is blind
Yet stumbles not
Around the floor
Partnerless is she
The Prom is for the others
Who don't know
How to be free.
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