Flash Mob
I know that it is corny—sorta sentimental
and probably some cruel folks might even call me mental,
but something about people gathering together
in protected malls or out there in the weather
to dance or sing or orchestrate, coming one-by-one
has the effect of making me come totally undone.
First a knot forms in my throat. Then I start to sigh.
And then (I must admit to you) flash mobs make me cry!
To that first person dancing or with a violin
there soon comes another, anxious to join in.
Another and another, in singles or a pair
send chills right up my spine to exit through my hair.
They dance and sing, play music and entertain us all.
We stop what we are doing as we are held in thrall.
Babes on daddy’s shoulders or holding grandpa’s hand
cease at once their walking to sit or lean or stand
to watch this little miracle that folks have orchestrated
only for the wonder of it—rare and understated.
No flyers advertise them. They seem to be spontaneous,
though months of planning go into what seems like instantaneous
gathering together to have a spot of fun
creating such a spectacle. Then suddenly, it’s done.
One by one they leave us—go into their own lives
like swarms of busy honey bees retreating to their hives.
I don’t know why they do it, who starts them all or why.
I only know that flash mobs always make me cry!
The prompt today is song.
I find flash mobs inspiring and heartwarming also, Judy!
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Although I am usually not a sentimental type, in this case I share your sentiments, Judy.
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I love flash mobs — though the singing kind, not the feather pillow exploding kind! And a surprise performance.. I don’t know if it’s alright to put up the YouTube link here so I won’t, but I love Paul Potts’ surprise perfomance in Germany.
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I don’t know about the exploding pillow, Carol. Explain?
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LOVE! this photo. I got to be part of a flashmob once, for my daughter-in-law’s birthday surprise. We even had a “real” dancer choreograph us. Katy Perry’s “Firework.” Fun. And I have enjoyed so many of these via YouTube. Wouldn’t it be great to be in Grand Central Station or at a fine Museum or enormous Library where a group flashed.
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I would love it. Did they film yours? If so, I’d love to see it.
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❤️Flash mobs❤️
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I love them. My choir used to rock up and sing Christmas carols outside peoples’ houses. We used to pick those houses that had lovely Christmas lights. So the homeowners would come out for the concert and their neighbours too.
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My MYF group used to Xmas carol around town. Loved it.
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I confess to getting all misty-eyed too. I’ve only ever seen videos. Maybe someday I’ll be lucky enough to catch one live.
Great photo for the topic! 🙂
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