Saturday, November 26, 2011

in the dance

the poplars groaned even as they swayed;
leaves ablaze with sunset embers

and the hail fell hard upon seeds tucked deep
'neath heavy grey skies, rolling thunder

it turned my head and it grabbed my arms
and spun me 'round and 'round and 'round

it kissed me hard, the glory of
this clamour between life and death

and my steps fall weighty upon waiting earth
as i start to learn my part

in the dance

7 comments:

  1. 'it kissed me hard, the glory of
    this clamour between life and death'

    love this Bethany. Your posts are always gems. <3

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  2. nice...i am all about dancing...

    really some beautiful lines in here...and ruthiey pointed out my favs already...

    smiles.

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  3. Exquisite writing!
    This life is a beautiful dance isn't it!

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  4. it kissed me hard, the glory of
    this clamour between life and death

    ...this is so strong.

    Your skills are being honed!

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  5. Steps are weighty until you learn your part, then they can be light and swift. sweet write.

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  6. I love this song, your dance. These words "it kissed me hard" flashed vivid before me.

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  7. it kissed me hard, the glory of
    this clamour between life and death


    gorgeous. so good. and did you paint this? because i am in love.

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