mmm the way a body enraptures the music itself when in dance is very familiar to me and you've described it so well. although bittersweet with a lonely ending, dancing along can be the most beautiful just like the silence between the phrases of a musical piece. lovely!
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"Silence between the phrases of a musical piece", what an intriguing way to look at it, I think ther.. read more"Silence between the phrases of a musical piece", what an intriguing way to look at it, I think there's a poem in your words there somewhere Dana, thanks muchly!
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in my dance training we've learned a lot about improvisation and how stillness is almost more powerf.. read morein my dance training we've learned a lot about improvisation and how stillness is almost more powerful than the movement itself. it's all about the dynamics, the ebb and flow- we use it in our writing too! not every word can be the biggest, loudest word or it would get lost.
This poem makes me think of my first marriage. Boy, was that one a mistake!! He didn't need a wife, he needed a sparring partner! It's been many years since I left him...but he still haunts me.
Well written, Luv!
Ouch Angel, sorry to stir up such an angry memory, thanks hon!
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It's been about forty years ago, now. The memory isn't as angry any more...just amazed that I was e.. read moreIt's been about forty years ago, now. The memory isn't as angry any more...just amazed that I was ever so stupid. I put up with his abuse for four years...
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We're silly women, what can I say? ..................
Oh, the musical terms were exceptionally used in this poem, Frieda. Your words danced on the page. The metaphor of a duplicitous individual as falsetto is great. An elegant write! Lydi**
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Thanks so much Lydi, muchly appreciate your kind words!
Even in the most exquisite of moments we can fall victim to duplicity. It dances hypnotically so we don't notice. I love that last stanza:
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
Alone on the dark side of the moon speaks more volumes that any of us can hear.
This is the first time you've danced in a while Mrs.R, but you haven't lost a step...dancing comes naturally to you, you write of it in a way that lifts the reader off the floor and gives wings to their feet, and their imagination...your images are majestic as always, and even though it may feel like it to you, you never dance alone...
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Awh Benji, this touched my heart, thanks so much my sweet friend! x
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..