Yana Thompson Poems
|1.||For My Mother||11/5/2007|
|2.||Love Like Never Before||12/14/2007|
|4.||Through A Gypsy's Eyes||3/21/2008|
|5.||Excerpt From A Demon's Journal||8/13/2009|
|6.||I Got The Victory||10/19/2010|
|8.||A Young Mother's Heartbreak||4/24/2008|
|9.||At The Carnival||3/20/2008|
At The Carnival
As I hear the beating of the drums
my hips begin to twitch.
My heart thumps in tune to the beating,
the beating of the never ending drums.
As I close my eyes,
I begin to sway from side to side.
Still swaying to the beat I fling out my arms,
everything that is in me is burning to dance.
I give in to these bohemic urges,
and my body begins a sensual dance that I dont know.
My skirt billows and furls in a myrad of color,
as my feet move faster...