~The Last Time I Danced

Last time I saw your face I danced in your essence

    the tempo deliberate and hauntingly alluring

you provided the rhythm for my wanton heart

      your Grandioso sent me over the moon,

            then crashing back to earth

I felt it'd be our last tango,

          yet, you expressed devotion

I fell into your staccato without missing a beat

      till I realized you'd always be a cappella

with no reason or rhyme for your deceptive cadence

    there'd be no encore, you were falsetto in disguise

Now, I dance alone on a dark moon with no harmony

     no Maestro to entice an impromptu interlude

sad violin music the only melody that tunes my soul

     still, a free spin above the kick of devils symphony

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ravyne Hawke]

This is beautiful and heartbreaking.. I really love the dance and music themes. Wonderful job, Frieda!

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Lori, really glad you enjoyed it!

[Troy Henson]

Lost love. A heartbreaking story here Frieda. Beautifully written.

[TL Boehm]

Now, I dance alone on a dark moon with no harmony
haunting and lonely, yet beautiful

[Astro]

A beautiful rendition of this song of lost love Frieda. Indeed it may feel like only a "kick above a devils symphony". Your use of melodic identifiers was masterfully done. Great stuff.

[Frieda P]

I'm jazzed you like it Astro, I'm rather fond of this one myself, thanks so much my friend!

[Astro]

You're welcome, Jazz.

[Frieda P]

Like the new avatar by the way, who is that behind those Foster Grants? ;-)

[Astro]

A hungry soul is all.

[annie lee]

What a vivid and sensuous poem -- and very sad. Dancing is such a great metaphor for life. Well-done.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much minichinz, really thrilled you like this one, it's one of my favorites....I love the music actually.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing description of the dance. The description took me on a wild ride into strong description and create good vision. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks Coyote, always a lovely review from you, muchly appreciated.

[s y e]

You know I love dancing, and this is a spectacular write, Frifri - I haven't dance in over six months now! :-O But this was just what I needed to read tonight, it was amazing. You play the music and we will all follow you, and next thing you know you'll have a whole dance floor of dancing girls and guys. :P

[Frieda P]

I know hon, but you'll dance again, I know it.....thanks noodlebumble! :-) x

[s y e]

Yep, maybe. :) Always a pleasure. x

[David Scott]

This poem speaks to me the heart of the person I have come to know behind the name of this author.
A woman who remains... and in her remaining moments be they measured many or few, she is resolved to dance... Her energy beguiling the sadness of the music in her life. Her delicate refined movements balanced with the defiant steps and her desperate kicks all within the dance of the life she writes into the pages of time like a precious poem penned with tears, blood and sweat, then sealed with a kiss...

You moved me and the earth stands still...

[Frieda P]

Speechless David, I can't begin to say how your words have touched my heart, thanks so much my dear friend. x

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Dancing in ones essence, one can feel you in this piece.

[Frieda P]

So sweet of you to say love...thanks.

[Mark]

Wanting another is our greatest blessing and it is often our greatest curse; perhaps even more curse than blessing. Sadness and realization. A very good work.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Mark, stark realization isn't it?

[Mark]

I guess I remember it being that way. Now... I really don't care anymore.

[Frieda P]

Ouch that hurts Mark, but I get it....I think once we get to that point, we've given up , sad.

[Mark]

Not given up, just not needy. I'm okay being single, if a woman comes along that would be great, but I'm okay without it.

[Frieda P]

Haha I told you what to do my friend. ;-)

[Mark]

What? Go to New Jersey? :)

[Frieda P]

Hahaha, laughing my tuchus off here, we'd kill each other for sure. ;-P

[Mark]

There are worse ways to die I think.

[Frieda P]

Ha apparently you haven't spoken to my ex. ;-)