Don’t Stop The Dance
Don’t stop the dance.
Who was it said that the dance was the body, dreaming?
Sometimes words will dance from such a wilder-ness,
stirring, wraithed in music, or emerging
from behind a New Moon, seeping into
my wakefulness.
from behind a New Moon, seeping into
my wakefulness.
Always there is longing, shaded by loss.
Let us dance away our tunes of despair
into places of loving; and speaking of loving -
Don’t stop the dance.
Cait O'Connor
Cait O'Connor
Apologies to Brian Ferry but I swear to you that as I sat down to type up this already written (but untitled) poem, this song came on my random player. Thank you angels.
7 comments:
I love this.
Cait, I am so glad to have read this poem. Yes, there are many ways to dance and its good to keep exploring.
xo
A lovely poem
and a wonderful reminder of what is important.
Thank you so much for your kind message.
I hope to see Frances this week!
Must be the Universe speaking to you Cait.
I'm keeping time!
Dancing as best I can.
xoxo,
p
I am dancing, I am dancing.
This is very inspiring. Dance is expressing one's self. There are tons of way to dance. It's up to your preference.
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