Dance

October 4, 2012 at 1:34 pm (literature, Poems, poetry, Stories) (dance, dancing, life, play, poem, poems, poetry, words)

Make merry dance with me

step- ball- changing

until we lose our breath

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light shimmying across morning eyes

put your feet to the floor for a pas de deux

all jazz hands and exuberance

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Get on down to breakfast

rockin’ on bran flakes

turning around a cup of tea

toast post one two three

raisins to be cheerful you and me

contra bodies a crochety tango

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Work those dancing miles with a steady beat

past back aching roundabouts

endless do-sa-do Pontiac Peugot surge n slow

waiting permitting pivot power and pass

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Go with the flow

friendships comfortable as a hand on the waist

spinning through days and years

a conga of trauma and dilemma

altercation followed by locked step impasse

relative calm – a smooth foxtrot that never lasts

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Let memory’s moonwalk gather us up

chassé back through good times

hilarious moments cha cha cha

others we danced with some we didn’t

waltzing towards the end

a final pelvic thrust

and no time to curtsy.

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