I dance

I dare not the looming shadows,
the debris of yesterday and all gone,
to follow me for too long.
I touch the clouds and dance
a brief minute in oblivion.





Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2010-04-02 at 11:39

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I've always liked dance metaphors--Yeats used those a lot. Shakespeare was always referring to life as a stage, but most of the time we're just dancing in the dark (as the pop singer Bruce Springstein phrased it). Liked the poem.
2010-04-02