Dancing Echoes

Beats Stumbling Around in Silence

N.O. 28

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A vast colored sea
Of humanity. Do I
Detect smell of weed?

Author: Dancing Echoes

I am a scientist by trade and artist by soul. My creative outlet used to be dancing but due to injuries and age, I must now find another path. I am hoping my writing, poetry and photography can be this new path. Awards: While I am grateful and honored for the numerous nominations, I don’t have time to respond to them with the attention they deserve, so for the most part, I am an award free blog. All photographs and words are mine unless otherwise credited. © 2015-2016 Dancing Echoes ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author/owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christy Draper with appropriate and specific direction to the original content on Dancing Echoes.

4 thoughts on “N.O. 28

  1. What a fun poetry series! I had a lovely time in New Orleans, oh yeah! On a road trip with a couple girlfriends. We kept on trucking to the South by South Music Festival in Austin. Some great photos and memories I have and really enjoyed yours. 🙂

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  2. Main field mania, DE. The video screens are key, I see. I think I make out the stage up there way up? And of course you smell weed. It’s a festival!

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