Yana Thompson Poems
- At The Carnival As I hear the beating of the drums ...
- Forgotten Listen. Listen. Can you hear?
- A Young Mother's Heartbreak Hush now, don't fuss ...
- I Got The Victory In the darkest night and all alone, I ...
- Excerpt From A Demon's Journal I am the warior Prince Fear! ...
- Through A Gypsy's Eyes When you see a gypsy, you see all of...
- Love Like Never Before I've seen the good and the bad, ...
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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...