Today or Fifty Years From Now

Today or Fifty Years From Now

In Louisiana, no matter what the year,

the Cajuns dance on the graves

and the swamp comes alive.

A dance they feel in their bones

’cause the rise and squeeze of the accordion

sends a shot of love through their limbs

and they just can’t help but dance.

There is no queue, no line, but a snaking flood

of sometimes shallow water  that carries the song and dance

and lifts it up, so high the fireflies and mosquitos stop–

arrested by the undying sound

of life-giving music.

 
 
SingPoWriMo: A Facebook Group

CHALLENGE: I will write 1 poem a day from 1 apr 2015 to 30 apr 2015.

INSTRUCTIONS:
– post a poem every day. you can follow the lovely prompts provided daily by mods, or you can just write whatever.