Cajun air gathers
Reggae. Taps. Steps
across the floor
Jazz smoothed notes
waft across our pillow
Shadows reflect the twirl of the ceiling fan
Flames amber. Moods mellow
shore sounds, tides tempted
Salsa is not forgotten
Cajun air whispers smooth notes
Tracy writes poetry while taking a gap year from a lifetime of work in medical cosmetology. Earned BS in Organizational Management while raising a family. Published in Bacopa, Writers Alliance Gainesville; P’AN KU, BCC Student Literary/Arts Magazine; Tiny Seed Literary Journal; Open Door Magazine Labyrinth; Anti-Herion Chic; Passage: The River.
