This little poem is something I cooked up while attending Edmonton's annual Folk festival, You can read all about it in " Folkfest".
Festival
Set makes its
song
So echoes celebration
Crashes partial
to calm
Searching out exhilaration
Thrashing,
bashing and harassing
Fleeting beating
so greeting
Those familiar
to remote interact
Till slapping
digits do sound
Does wanting rhythm
accept
Its reciprocal
love profound
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