It’s a table full of drinks to signal night of fun
and the man danced like there’s no tomorrow
to the music of the young, wild and free.
With the beats of the song, he danced in solo;
with steps full of energy and passion—
between gulps of alcohol from lonesome’s sorrow—
he spurred none but himself only.
NaPoWriMo 2023. An attempt to walk the edge of sorrow and reprieve.
For today’s challenge, write a poem in which laughter comes at what might otherwise seem an inappropriate moment – or one that the poem invites the reader to think of as inappropriate.
NaPoWriMo Day Five Prompt
Flipped Serendipity 