Distracted

dancing dust motes
catch sunlight streaming
moving in time
to morning music
they boogie to
New Order
in their own lively
disorder
lifting spirits
revisiting magic

Reviews

[AYVID N]

You wrote so brilliantly on such a basic rhythm of nature, the Brownian Motion.
This haphazard motion is so intrinsic to Nature and all its realms.
Order in disorder indeed, for without the disorder, there would be no evolution, no laws.

Distracted though it may seem, there is such purpose to it!

In such a simple way, you captured all the magic and beauty of creation.

This is just what I love about your poetry so much, dear Chris....

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear DIVYA. You are always so thoughtful and kind about my work. It was my father who had a degree in physics. Alas, not one of my strong points, although I wish it had been. Have a lovely day 🌺

[MomzillaNC]

This brought back a memory… My sisters and I were stuck at home, forbade to go outside. Mother was off gadding about as she was wont to do. One of our secret pleasures when she wasn't about was to blast the hard rock radio station to which we danced around the house. We weren't allowed to listen to rock music -- rock music is evil, dontchaknow. Anyway, one day, after we'd worn ourselves out, we were laying on the floor where we dropped. The sun was streaming into the living room and you could see the dust in the beams of light. We noticed was that the music was so loud that the dust was moving in time to that driving beat. It was very cool.

[Chris Shaw]

So pleased my little poem generated such a lovely memory for you. Thank you for sharing and for your visit. Have a happy Sunday.

Chris

[MomzillaNC]

yvw 😎

[E.P. Robles]

This short poem encapsulates a delightful image of dancing dust motes illuminated by sunlight. The poet skillfully uses vivid imagery to portray the motes as they float and move in harmony with the morning light. The use of alliteration in "dancing dust motes" adds a musical quality to the poem, contributing to the overall sense of love. And that woman who wrote it is so very beautiful.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your thoughts here on this poem. Lovely they were. Have a happy Sunday.

Chris

[FGFRANKLIN]

I have always been enchanted by stardust. A short but eloquent salute. I enjoyed the read.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Fabian. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris

[Neville]

... few things are comparable .. maybe a cloud of fireflies .. beautifully captured .. now permanently pinned & to visit whenever .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

A cloud of fireflies sounds sad, they are joyful. Thank you Neville.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

Nature is a lively disorder.. .and that's okay....always in motion, budding, flowering, drooping, then death...it never stops and always gives us a certain amount of pleasure....lifting our spirits always...I'm sure there is a reason for this disorder....as long as the sun glitters...
Warmly, B

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Betty. The sun playing on dust motes inspired this old write. It happened again recently, so time to give the poem an airing. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

You're very welcome dear Chris
Warmly, B

[Patricia Wedel]

Wow!!! … I can hear Boogie Woogie piano music as the Spring flowers grow. Dancing among the Hyacinth and 🌷 Tulips is a Kiss of Morning Mist… your words are Magical 🧙‍♀️ ❤️ love sailing across the Waves this Easter as we Rejoice in the Sunshine… He is Risen.. and lives in our 💜 Heart. Blessings, dear Chris to you and yours, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, many apologies for not responding sooner to your Easter greeting. Somehow I missed this one. Sending love across the waves. Have a beautiful day.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris… our Crepe Myrtle blooms in July… the color of a Sigh… Be still and Dream. gently. Pat

[Cherrie Palmer]

reminds me of: Sunlight streaming through a window highlighting a faraway of partials dancing. Very peaceful.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Cherrie. A bit of dust and sunlight and you have a poem. Have a good day.

Chris

[W. Barrett Munn]

A lively disorder is a wonderfully poetic way of describing.

Winston

[Chris Shaw]

Many thank yous Winston. Pleased you enjoyed my dust and sunlight. Have a good day.

Chris

[lightsong]

Oh wow! your brilliance here shines distracted everywhere! wow! really how could You write about it and how You could write it with magic! a glorious view as glorious as your words here, through this I hear the music of muse and creation... your sun golden ink flowing there...

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you lightsong for calling in on my bit of dust and sunlight:) Strange where poems come from. I really appreciate your encouraging review.

Chris

[Red Brick Keshner]

New Order! Way to go dusties! Magic indeed. My child is considering getting a turntable and we've been looking around at the available records which if it becomes a shared project would be a bit more than revisiting and kind of like reliving. Thanks Chris. I get distracted from morning chores sometimes and for that coveted sunlight in the winter time! Wow!

[Chris Shaw]

Pleased you enjoyed this little bit of sunlight and dust Freds. Broke the monotony of housework. Vinyl is making a huge comeback. The turntable sounds a good idea. Something to share. Have a good weekend.

Chris