When the sound crowds out the crowd
The eyes will have it
Electronic feedback or cacophony of cocktail chatter
Matters not
Aural receptors crash, so
A look, instead
Turn the head, yes
That way
Hint of a smile
Yes, that way
Body language being unilingual
Smiles
While I,
Attempting to refocus on the performance
Concentrate, for at least a moment
As yet another brave soul stands and delivers
A song, earnestly Canadian
Good for the patriotic contest tonight
Which earns a cheer
Earnestly
The words flow and spin their charms
As do the darted glances
Which pierce like medieval lances
Beribboned, in the lists
Yet again in the here and now
We engage
Minor repartee, to begin
Thrust, parry
The dance
Begins, again
David Trudel © 2012