Till Music is Heard No More

Till Music is Heard No More


I dance in madness
Not hallowed be
I dance foot loose 
And fancy free

I dance in hunger
Not waining strife
On stilted legs
That cling to life

I dance in sorrow
Not pleasures feigned
Never released
Lest found again

I dance in darkness
Not seeking light
Eclipsing sun
With eyes shut tight

I dance as one
Not seen before
I dance till music
Is heard no more


Words: ©2019LCR
Image/Quote: No Claim
Submitted to: Poet's United Midweek Motif - Dance

Comments

  1. I really enjoyed this poem Lori, it had a great beat to it.

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  2. Perfect pairing of poem and image. Chilling and beautifully composed.

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    1. Thank you. This Nietschze quote has always been on of my favourites.

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  3. Beautiful poem I dance till music is heard no more I am with you
    Love that quote as well

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  4. Oh, this is beautiful...our many dances of life.

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  5. Love the rhythm and beat. Such a dancer is rare indeed! Inspiring and beautiful. Closing stanza is spot on.

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    1. Thank you! I was very happy it ended up where it did as the words seemed to dance themselves out of nowhere!

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  6. OH! I will read this again and again as I contemplate being grateful for all the dimensions life brings. It's not that easy to keep dancing.

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    1. Thank you so much! I sometimes get out of step but find my rhythm again!

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  7. I'm dancing as fast as I can:)

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  8. The repetition in this poem is so effective in providing a beat to your silent dance, Lori. I love the rhythm of this piece and the footloose defiance!

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    1. Thank you so much. I wanted to build on the rhythm so you could feel the movement! :)

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  9. Dancing until the music is heard no more. Exactly the way to live life.

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