Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Dancing


I danced on the sand
hot granules of white
warming the soles
of callused feet

I danced on the stones
of the cobbled square
the grooves worn smooth
the stones shiny with age

I danced in the mountains
spinning round jagged peaks
and rock-broken skies
dreaming in heat

I danced in the nave
whitewashed and arched
hearing the music not played
singing the hymns not written

never stopping

This poem is submitted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets. To see other poems submitted, please visit dVerse Poets. The links will be live at 2 p..m. Central time today.

Painting: The Singing Butler by Jack Vettriano (Scottish).
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16 comments:

  1. JofIndiaDecember 13, 2011 at 5:27 AM

    That's great, Glynn, but just remember your back...

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  2. Doug SpurlingDecember 13, 2011 at 5:50 AM

    you sure now how to make words dance. King David would be proud of you.

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  3. MaureenDecember 13, 2011 at 5:55 AM

    I enjoyed this. It fits your book!

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  4. Karen Kyle EricsonDecember 13, 2011 at 6:33 AM

    Very nice. I can see it all through your poem.

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  5. ScarletDecember 13, 2011 at 7:05 AM

    Lovely words...I can dance all night ~

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  6. Louise GallagherDecember 13, 2011 at 7:58 AM

    I enjoyed it too -- and yes, it does fit your book... though as Jofindia said... watch your back! :)

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  7. Laurie KolpDecember 13, 2011 at 9:00 AM

    Glynn- This is so beautiful it dances. I especially like the dance in the nave.

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  8. SheilaDecember 13, 2011 at 9:33 AM

    Music not played and hymns not written. That is very cool.

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  9. Brian MillerDecember 13, 2011 at 9:35 AM

    dude, lovely piece....agree with sheila on the lines i really like...that picture is one of my all time faves...a print of it is in my living room...and there is one under the moon in white that is in the dining area....

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  10. AnonymousDecember 13, 2011 at 3:30 PM

    loved how the poem mounted...nice

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  11. hedgewitchDecember 13, 2011 at 5:17 PM

    A rhythmic, graceful dance of words, Glynn. The contrasts are sharp, yet the message and mood remains smooth, even exhilarated.

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  12. Pat HattDecember 13, 2011 at 6:32 PM

    wonderfully done, just really like the thought of the music not played. great verse.

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  13. S. EtoleDecember 13, 2011 at 8:30 PM

    Enjoying the dance you share with us.

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  14. Ann GrenierDecember 13, 2011 at 8:36 PM

    Oh but the poem is music itself, Professor Higgins. I am humming "I could have danced all night" from My Fair Lady, one of my favorite musicals. Wonderful poem with layers of meaning.

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  15. RavenblackDecember 14, 2011 at 10:33 PM

    Feeling it under my feet. :) Really joyous to read.

    -Ravenblack
    http://theotherdayplace.blogspot.com

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  16. Duane ScottDecember 15, 2011 at 11:48 PM

    I really, really liked this. :)

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