Deep in Dance


 

Vision moving lovely musk dirty as clean earth 

Ancient Greek dancer. Black-and-white illustra...

ONLY IMAGE OF THIS WOMAN.. IN THIS POEM.. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

       Pirouetted graceful she would float 

Dark wood were steps she stood shining in her worth 

            Prow sculpted Teakwood for The Royal Boat 

Head high wings tucked behind whisper of a smile 

       Sails take wind coursed cross Asian routes of trade 

Spires turned to steeples peaked roofs made to a style 

       Every sea journey ‘The Dancer’ made 

Time I was in Africa port near old Tangier 

      Woman shined warm from an alley cold 

Saw her tears of sadness not a trace of fear 

      Her voice shook, said ‘The Dancer’ must be sold 

Lent a hand to comfort she quickly spun away  Said ‘sir I seek not to abuse..

yes I seek a favor just along your way..

Please give my little sister Mama’s Shoes’. 

She rendered me a story.. lyric set in song.. said shoes older than a written word.. said on feet of dancers.. happy was the time.. danced to every song the dancer heard’ 

As she spoke I would see her on the Bow.. wood with soul.. paint from a master hand.. felt something complete.. good like when so young.. girl danced me a song to understand. 

Down behind a wooden barn listened to the stock.. doves same couple been four or five years..

thoughts of girl turned to dance.. sat down on a rock.. song is all my laughter all my tears.

What is in the blood is good when realized.. enjoyed..

Quote For this Day:  Comfort found in consistency too often defines boredom..

Peace Tony

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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