Come on feel the noise

Image credit: C.E.Ayr

It’s a truly beautiful day in spring,
and the annual festival is in full swing.

I can feel in my bones the
thump, thump, thump
of the drumming.

I can see the swaying bodies of the crowd,
watch those at the front in their dance.
Their smiles speak volumes
as they twirl and prance.

I can watch the performers on the stage
as they strut their stuff;
their enjoyment is almost tangible.

I can revel in the cameraderie;
the air itself is electric.

The music, however, is a mystery —
I often wonder what it must be like to hear.

Word count: 99
Prompt: Friday Fictioneers

 

Disclaimer: I myself have SSD (single-sided deafness); I can only imagine what it must be like not to be able to hear at all, and I’m very sorry if I’ve got it wrong.