I only dance
with other girls -
suns with coronas
of swirling skirts
or younger men -
moon blind
and easily eclipsed.
My dance
is a bellied beast,
a planet
panting drums.
I dance
till I'm slick with stars
and here gives way
to there.
For Susie's prompt at Real Toads
16 comments:
"My dance is a bellied beast"....that sounds fiercly amazing! Love this Mama Zen!
What a fantastic dancing poem.
Love these:
"suns with coronas
of swirling skirts"
"My dance
is a bellied beast"
Stevie Nicks is so good.
So no chance for an older gent then :-)
Love the wildness of this... the video is perfect.
Oh, I so love the beauty, the vibrancy, the freedom in your poem. I adore the whole thing, but that ending..Wow! Thanks so much for writing for the prompt!
This is stunning and so alive. Just what a dance should be.
I dance
till I'm slick with stars
and here gives way
to there
A dance can lead one to lots of joy and good feelings!
Hank
I love "my dance is a bellied beast."
How well this describes the feeling of dance when you spin around in a separate orbit of your own, your our little world. Beautiful!
How is it that your poetry always thrills me. You are a never ending source of imagination. And inspiration.
Oh I love this, Mama Zen! Especially the
'suns with coronas
of swirling skirts'
and
'My dance
is a bellied beast,
a planet'.
Simply delicious.
Love this! Especially, 'I dance til I'm slick with stars'. Such a unique passionate image.
I love "moonblind" and I love Stevie, but dancing like no one is watching maybe shouldn't apply to people on stage.
uh, may i have this dance? :D Wish i'd written this
The music video his frenzied. What a dancer. Poem resonates
Much love...
this is fantastic ~
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