The Teal Bucket

Celebrate

September 4, 2009 · Leave a Comment

The sun shines down on
Another perfect day sending
Music to my ears, filling
My soul; a sweet serenade
That entrances my senses,
Eyes closed to a world of
Distraction allowing me to
Meditate on this melody
Leading me over this path;
Ribbons of signature sound
Beckoning to me to sing along.
My stumbling gait evolving
Into the assured quickstep of
Dance. A pivot here just to feel
The freedom of a corner turned,
Rising and falling with the
Crescendo of chorus echoing off
The life and land lined around
My exhibition, a showcase of
Unrehearsed steps, breaking into
A run, stopping for a moment
To kick and to jump freely,
Willing the pulsing beat that
Has so enraptured my focus
To renew its redolent rhythms,
A never ending promenade made
Now to draw us to the ultimate
Communion of celebration.
Come to me now, I beg,
May I have this dance?

-Dakin 9/4/09

Categories: 2009 · Poetry
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