The Build-Up to Clarity
For 'The Road Drops Here' Challenge
I put down my empty glass
and head back to the dance floor.
***
We’ve been dancing for hours
in the hot, sticky nightclub.
***
Sweaty bodies
pressed against each other.
***
Soft, slow melody starting to rise.
***
He’s standing next to me,
arms in the air.
***
Feet moving to the beat.
***
I’m still savouring that
sneaky kiss
we had at the bar.
***
Tempo building.
***
Eyes closed,
the sour taste of vodka
lingers in my mouth.
***
Rhythm escalating.
Strobe lighting hits my eyes.
***
Anticipation surging.
***
Breathless.
Music pumping.
Tension rising.
***
Waiting for the beat to drop,
I turn to him.
***
Looking into his
steely grey eyes,
I see a trickle of sweat
drip down his cheek.
***
I realise
we’re more than just
drinking and dancing.
***
This guy
might be
my safe place,
my missing piece.
***
The dance floor goes crazy
as the beat drops.
About the Creator
Sandy Gillman
I’m a mum to a toddler, just trying to get through the day. I like to write about the ups and downs of parenting. I’m not afraid to tell it like it is. I hope you’ll find something here to laugh, relate to, and maybe even learn from.
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Comments (11)
Wow! The feelings are there in this one!!💗💕💗
So evocative and heartfelt. Loved reading this
It's been so long ago that I've been to a club, I forgot how it feels but your poem brought it back so vividly. Good luck with the challenge, Sandy!
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Love this!!
Finding our safe place and missing piece is one of the best feelings in the world. Loved your poem!
So beautifully descriptive!
Like Mike said, your poem is a visceral description of what happens on those nights!
This piece pulses with energy and emotional tension. The way you built the atmosphere—from the sticky club heat to that moment of clarity—was beautifully paced. The beat dropped, and so did the realization. Loved it.
This is an excellent encapsulation of one of those nights as yu descend into the inevitable
Heheh that feeling. I can certainly resonate with this sandy @Sandy Gillman