One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

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  • Dancing

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    Music is my life. I love to dance and have been doing it for a long time. While writing poetry is new to me, dancing is not. So I thought I write about something I know.

    One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

     

    One, Two , Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

    Is my cue to start my life

    As my feet glide across the floor

     In time with the music

    I am taken away

    As I swim with the fishes

    Fly above the clouds

    Explore the forest

    Climb the mountains

    Dancing transports you anywhere

    Go to that special place where your peace

    If I could only spend my life on the dance floor

    Spelling out my emotions with movement instead of words

    But sadly I must walk the streets of this earth, hesitant

    To take that next step

    But when I am on that stage

    I am finally able to live

    No worry, disappointment, debate

    Just the crumping, salsa, jazz, or tango

    So come and dance with me, feel my serenity

    As I call

    One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

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    kmooney commented on One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

    09-18-2009

    Very good piece my friend. I feel your love and passion in everything you write. You're poems are so innocent yet and insightful. I, too, love music. I was a DJ at one time. Worked on a radio station. I love all kinds of music and art. I really appreciate your honesty. You really write well....Don't ever stop. Thanks so much for sharing... Kevin
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    EricaE

    09/18/2009

    thanks

    Sydney commented on One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

    09-18-2009

    this is really beautiful, erica. i used to take a ballroom class. i know exactly how youre feeling.
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    EricaE

    09/18/2009

    Thanks I really like modern, never took ballroom

    blindmaster commented on One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight

    07-28-2009

    Yes life is a play. This poem brings back childhood memories as you say the cue to start my life. Perform till you drop then savor all you have done.
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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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