(Perfect for dancing)

 

(perfect for dancing)

 

my mind spinning in kaleidoscopic directions

and dancing in the streets

collecting traffic light colors

in an ever changing constant sheen of red

 

staring as crowded sidewalks corner me

in an alley by the way,

scanning every frowning face

and candy store window…for those dark eyes

 

tapping my toes to the sounds

calling from second floor balconies

draped with confetti grins and waving hellos

in a paraded cupped hand stance

 

walk / don’t walk lights flash

in syncopated beat with this moment

as I see your reflection in revolving door glass

and my heart spins in your movements

 

crossing guards jump, cardboard stop signs firmly in hand

white lines on black asphalt beckon

as this two way street, (perfect for dancing)

leads you straight to my arms

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Anita Singh]

Two lovers.. Dancing.. Backdrop of a busy two way street.. What a visual!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my friend.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love what you penned here in a moment of dance with a perfect partner in mind.
I think this a wonderful write!
You did it again, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thank you Josie. It is always a thrill to see your smile on my page.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I Always love reading your poetry.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I Always love reading your poetry.

[Shaun Payton]

Now this Jack, is a sweet kind of cool. A wonderful stroll down poetry lane.

[Jack...]

Well Shaun, I guess it takes cool to recognize cool. :) Thanks so much my friend.

[Shaun Payton]

lol Indeed it does:) You are welcome Jack.

[Dhaye]

This is another romantic piece, Jack. The dance of two people special to each other is a sweet view to remember from here.

Splendid, as usual.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much.

[Cassie]

All your poems my dear friend are so full of imagery and I can see you walking and dancing along that street. Very nicely done my friend.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sweet Sunshine.

[Baby Ricochet]

Dancing in the streets. That hippy band with the fat chick did that song then Jagger and Bowie covered it but I'm sure you know that. I used to love to dance but I'm to damn big now to do much of anything but lift stupid heavy weights and get mistaken for security at dance clubs. Anyway, great poem. I got a charge out of it.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend. You always bring the laughter out in me.

[Lydia Shutter]

Gloriously romantic words, Jack! I feel your last couple writes are about an old romance...perhaps one you have recently come in contact with again. The mind wonders...should I? Shouldn't I? Hell, when you jump, the net will be there...or the dance floor as the case may be. I loved the upbeat feel of this one. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Lydi, I never kiss and tell. :) As always, your kindness is what makes me dance. Thank you my friend.

[David Scott]

You invite the heart to experience the joys of partnership...
Thoughtful and tender is the music I hear accompanying this dance.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much David. Being a poet that I admire, I appreciate your reviews of my work.

[David Scott]

Thank you for the compliment Jack. I think the admiration of our friends here is a blessing. I to admire your poetry Jack. You have the heart of a youthful lover with the wisdom of a learned man. It is a rare combination.

[s y e]

This poem came alive and danced out of my screen. It is the most stunning thing I've read here. Definitely my Jackomantic!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much sweet Noodle. You always make me smile.

[Rita L. Sev]

The poem itself dances across the screen - a happy vibe here, Jack - enjoyed this piece of joyful romance!

[Jack...]

Rita you always make smile. Thanks ever so much.