A quick selfie before I raced back onto the skating rink. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Rolling Around the Past with My Present

A free verse poem

I am in tune — my body
connects with my soul
as I rolled around the
skating rink.

Life has a funny way of
bringing you back
full circle — to where you
should have been a
decade ago, but here you
are now ... ready to dive
into a pastime and you
cannot remember why
you let it go.

The music is blasting — speakers
are thumping with artists you
wish you could meet
in person.
The strobe light spins and
shines ... this is your forgotten
wonderland — your place
of peace.

As I smoothly circled around
the hardwood floor, hoodie
swaying in the breeze, I
would've paid good
money to see how wide the
smile was on my face.