Becoming the Dance

crescendos of passion
rose and crashed
assaulted my ears –
i heard the music

twirling partners
hand to waist and
hip to hip –
i felt the touch

swell of music, whirl
of joy, pain dissolved
in swirls of color –
i was the dance

For Magaly’s first Trinkets and Armor prompt.

There are so many things I do to “soothe or smack [my] unwanted monsters.” Watching dance videos is one of them!

8 thoughts on “Becoming the Dance

  1. You know this one made me want to squeal with delight, right? Few things are as soothing and as energy-giving as dancing. Moving our own hips, watching others move their bits… it’s all glorious. It’s as if we are physically burning or feeding the baddies and/or goodies, and the best part is that we can use the same thing to purge or call upon emotions. If that is not magic, then I don’t know what is.

    I can’t stop grinning while I reread this. Just so you know.

    By the way, your closing is begging (perhaps singing) to become another poem. ๐Ÿ˜€

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    1. I was sitting on the three last lines for a while, saving them. When I saw your prompt, I knew it was perfect. And yes, I could do a whole series of “i am the dance”!! I’m so glad you got the magic of it, because of course this is about so much more than dancing ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Oh Dainy, this brought back such happy feelings…I haven’t danced or years, but your words helped me “feel” the passion again XXX


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