I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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17 May 2008

Wintersun Festival

A 'Weekend Warrior' prompt from Poetic Asides, on Newspaper Blackout Poems where you block out from a newspaper article all but the words you want to use. Wintersun Festival comes from items in a local paper, the Tweed Sun.

Despite some restrictions
the annual rock'n'roll festival
comes of age. The popular
motorcade parade
and the night car cruises
carry the songstress
back to full throttle.

The arts sector falls
with the current.
Strategy
can be downloaded
when a trio slides in,
captivating. His lap-steel
slide outbursts chill spines.

Trance-like dance effects
over sensual vocals
dish up a mix
of mischief released.
His soaring and thumping
continues to enchant
before moving to reflect.

His wanderings
tell the story people need.
Visit the sound;
last chance to kiss
until next year.
Speaking to the sun,
stay awake.

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