At The Cemetery

Here is one from 2007..even though it’s older, it’s mine:)
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At The Cemetery

Little dark-skinned urchin in barefoot glee

finds a small cool ceramic floor

to execute her soft tap dance.

A raggedy undressed doll, swings from her hand

as she hums music only she can hear and understand.

Lost in the joy of her own sway and beat,

unmoved by the weeping crowds of mourners

who file past her in disbelief,

hair flying, wide-eyed and innocently,


she dances on the grave

of a now forgotten grief.

Karima Hoisan
2007 Costa Rica

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