Challenge
Write about dancing and tapping your toes
Poetry or prose, any genre.
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At the Estuary
We've been tapped cold
. . . floored . . .
feet loosed at the
entrance door
... global disco ...
clubbing
on the
diamond crusted
shore
. . .
Our tap shoes
make no sound
in the snows
but we still
tap our toes
. . .
There's a Spring
that's on tap
it's zapped us
in a trance
as we slip
laugh & dance
. . .
We tap out
from the frost
our old soles
once on ice
now on coals
. . .
We've been tapped cold
...floored...
feet loosed at this
entrance door
...global disco...
clubbing
on our
diamond studded
shore
. . .