Jay Creer

The Stage is Mine

Stood – Ready.

Heart thudding.

Eyes opening

music kicking

rhythm flowing

body moving.

Dance storming

passion pumping

bass dropping

feet slowing.

Turn. Bow.

Walk away.

I’ve become Gene Kelly.

Road Trip

Heated leather seats.

Shelby Mustang, blue –

sky clear, cool air.



Cruising past quaint houses and

open fields where horses canter.


Tearing up the freeway,

naughties pop playing

over the engines roar.


Outbreaks of laughter,

smiles of joy.

Teenage dreams take place.


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