Throwback

Ribbons of water fly through the air

As my heels catapult the beads of beauty

Over my head.

I salsa through the streets

Like a puppet without strings:

Full of rhythm, free of constraints.

I untie myself from the round,

Breaking free from gravity.

Refreshing fingers of wind massage my hair,

As it's trailing fingers form a hand

that waves in its wake, like a bouquet of

Bicycle streamers

A kite soaring through the sky,

My soul runs free,

Rising above the shard-studded streets,

Sprinkling the spectators around & about me

With the essence of euphoria, glee.

My heartbeat serenading the soundtrack of my life,

Track one to infinity, farther than the horizon I can see,

I untether myself from the grime & grunge,

Breaking free from the bonds of gravity.

Mind flying over matter,

Far above the screaming streets

My arms fluidly blend the physics-adherent air,

Intermixing the ingredients of inspiration

Eyes up to the sky,

I let the raindrops dance on my face,

Like confetti celebrating my victories

Infinite possibilities & space.

Singing at the top of my lungs

This is the Mardi Gras of my life

A festival that never ends,

A spirit that never sleeps.

--TBJ (11/22/05, edited 04/10/17)