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Friday, November 8, 2013

She Dances


In silence, she dances,

Jerky, uncoordinated movements

Filled with uninhibited joy.

Oh, what orchestras and steel guitars

Are resounding through her being?

The steady bass beat of her heart

Pounding out the rhythm of her soul.

People sneak a glance then quickly

Snap their eyes away

From the spectacle she makes;

Unaware or unconcerned

She continues on her way.

Suddenly, she stops,

Frowning down at the concrete earth,

Then turns her gaze to the sky and laughs.


Posted at ABC Wednesday

3 comments:

  1. This post is really important to me. This was the first poem I was really proud of, the first to get acclaim from someone others than family and friends. And then I lost the poem. I searched endlessly but finally gave in and considered it lost. Three months ago my dad was diagnosed with stage 4 melanoma. Right before he passed, these words came to me. They aren't exactly the same, and I wouldn't venture as to which was better. What I really got from the experience is that things we think are forever lost always live inside.

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  2. Love it! Dance like no one is watching, etc.

    Leslie
    abcw team

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  3. It's important to be willing to make a fool of yourself now and then

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