June 4, 2009 (Dancers)
DANCERS
I.
Looking into the emptiness
thinking about fairy tales
and the past that lingers
still in my mind.
Quotations in a yearbook
Declarations of love
From times when things
Were just that simple.
II.
I am
Young still
As before
But different.
III.
Once upon a time
She was many
And more than memory.
The dancers held
Their hands out
For me to take.
IV.
It was simple when
All she said was
“Thanks for the dance,”
and that was all
I needed and got.
Tempestlady commented on June 4, 2009 (Dancers)
07-19-2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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