~Heart Dance~

then this great void appeared,

          I fell reluctantly into it

after the storm

    there were no safe havens left

       just the quietude of nothingness

in that dark place appeared a light

        miniscule, like a candle flickering

bringing oxygen to this small place

           every second was imperceptible

albeit distinct, my thoughts subtle yet profound

         in the shadows there were signs

 the illumination bestowed copious truth

   I soaked it in with childlike radiant joy

jarring cacophony ceased, all that remained

         was the sweetness of melodious  music

              my heart sprung, floating light as a feather

                                         and it began to dance

                             

Reviews

[icelandicblue]

Your poem ebbs and flows with hope. What we are given, and how we accept or reject it, is so very often based on our perceptions of the moment. The beauty is we can change how we see things and revel in the joy that the light brings to us. I love your word choices in this and as always your imagery is gorgeously fraught with meaning.

[Frieda P]

Exactly blue, thanks for your insight, you always read me so well.

[redflutterby]

We should always hope for light in our darkness...music to soothe our pain and a heart that will dance again. Sounds much better when you say it of course!! Ha... xo

[Frieda P]

Awh you're too kind Red...I'll pay ya later toots. ;-) x

[redflutterby]

Ha...you can't afford what I charge... ;-)xo

[Mark]

Your metaphors and imagery dance across literary skies! A pleasure to read!

[Frieda P]

How very kind of you Mark, thanks so much for your visit.

[John Stussy]

Wow, I forgot how awesome your writing is. This was brilliant, I loved the flow, the format and the imagery. Just a heads up though, floating, in the second to last line, is misspelt. :P Thanks for sharing this piece.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much John, missed you, where the heck you been? And oopsie! Get on that straight away... ;-P

[John Stussy]

Been unable to write and trying to sort out stuff in my head. Sorry for not being around.

[Jack...]

all that remained

was the sweetness of melodious music

Can we ever hope for anything more? Your poem was sweet music to me this morning and it will remains with me always. Very nice Frieda, this piece feels happy.

[Frieda P]

Shall we call it content? ;-) Thanks Jack.

[Sami Khalil]

" I soaked it in with childlike radiant joy
jarring cacophony ceased, all that remained
was the sweetness of melodious music
my heart sprung, flaoting light as a feather
and it began to dance"
Your heart dances indeed in joy and your waves ebb and flow...Another great write...:)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Sami, ha, yes much ebb and flow. :-)

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha...LOl

[KeeD]

this is really good .. that feeling of getting sucked into something that makes you feel trapped but then out of no where that doorway opens up for you..this poem is going to be that doorway for many trapped souls.. it rescued me from a boring day.. thank you for sharing :)

[Frieda P]

Awh, sweet review my friend, thanks so much Kee. :-)

[Stella Armour]

so beautiful Frieda..last 2 lines are magic...

[Frieda P]

Thanks Stella, glad you enjoyed this one.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nice progression from the sadness of solitude to the joy of realising you are still alive. Liked the paradox of the candle light bringing oxegen rather than eating it up!

[Frieda P]

Thanks John, I rather liked that one too. :-)