I don’t know how to do it
this dance
and I’ve always hated doing things I’m not good at
at least until
I got good at them
and this particular dance makes me feel
like I’m falling over my feet
or worse
yours
what if
instead
we walked a while
I never was a good multi-tasker
or dancer
of this particular dance
but when we walk
I can think
listen
talk
When I’m mucking about having to focus
on getting the moves
right
and when I’m dancing where I should be walking
all I can think about
is finding the damn road map
Ironic
since no map-following
would likely be the better
route
in this journey
meandering back roads
tripping up surprise hills
and
into hidden trails
And see
dancing is for eyes closed
and not thinking
or
steps
or
directions
or
finding
“truth” in something
outside the dancer
especially when it doesn’t exist
yet
dancing is for
revelling
in that thing
already
found
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Tricky ... that dance through life. Wonderful Magpie you've written.
Posted by: Helen | 14 January 2011 at 09:31 PM
Oh Jennifer, this is beautiful. So subtle and yet so filled with layers of meaning. I loved it. :-)
Posted by: Susannah | 15 January 2011 at 05:44 AM
Finding your feet within 'the dance' can be difficult at first ... wonderfully written!
Posted by: Deborah | 15 January 2011 at 07:26 AM
I'll be busy for a while penetrating all those layers of meaning!
Posted by: Lucy Westenra | 15 January 2011 at 08:50 AM
Tricky indeed, Helen! Thank you.
Posted by: Jennifer | 15 January 2011 at 10:31 AM
Thanks pal! :-)
Posted by: Jennifer | 15 January 2011 at 10:31 AM
I'm still waiting to get past the "at first" part! Thank you Deborah.
Posted by: Jennifer | 15 January 2011 at 10:32 AM
Gee, thanks Lucy.
Posted by: Jennifer | 15 January 2011 at 10:34 AM
Lovely and lyrical, moving with
your mind, searching for /truth
outside the dancer/; made me
flash on SCENT OF A WOMAN,
where the blind man tangos,
sensing the moves from his
partner, remembering the images
from the past, dancing with his
eyes forever closed, and yet
moving so boldly, so lithely.
This dance of poetics was grand.
Posted by: Glenn Buttkus | 15 January 2011 at 05:22 PM
dancing is for
revelling
in that thing
already
found
How true!
Posted by: jinksy | 16 January 2011 at 09:58 AM
Beautiful..!!
A very nice read indeed.. Thank you for sharing this.. :)
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Week 18 Theme: Languages, Signs and Symbol. Poets , especially First Time Participants are also welcome to share old poems or poems unrelated to our theme..
Let me know if you have questions…hope to see you in… Your participation delights us, keep writing, and keep sharpening your talent … xoxox
Posted by: Olivia | 17 January 2011 at 01:42 AM
Thank you Olivia!
Posted by: Jennifer | 17 January 2011 at 08:03 AM
Ah, the dance of life does have some pretty tricky steps. I can especially relate to "I’ve always hated doing things I’m not good at". Wonderful piece, Jennifer.
Posted by: willow | 17 January 2011 at 09:34 AM
Glenn - you always make me sound so good! :-)
Posted by: Jennifer | 17 January 2011 at 03:38 PM
You are such a talent. I love the way this flowed. Like steps to a dance.
Posted by: lisahgolden | 17 January 2011 at 09:44 PM
Aw gee - I'm honoured you should say, pal.
Posted by: Jennifer | 18 January 2011 at 11:34 AM
Quite tricky. Thanks Tess! It was a beautiful prompt.
Posted by: Jennifer | 18 January 2011 at 11:35 AM
welcome sharing your poems with our poetry potluck today..
you can link in 1 to 3 old poems or poems unrelated to our theme , have fun.
you got talent, keep it up.
Posted by: Jingle Poetry | 18 January 2011 at 12:20 PM
Thank you Jingle!
Posted by: Jennifer | 18 January 2011 at 12:30 PM
:-)
Posted by: Jennifer | 18 January 2011 at 12:31 PM
I'm catching up on my reading. This one made me go Ahhhhh. The nice soft version, not the scream version. I see the subtext and think you have captured the idea beautifully. The 'dance' could have been a bit cliched but you've avoided that - again through your honesty I suspect.
Posted by: Little hat | 20 January 2011 at 03:11 AM
The nice soft Ahhhhh is what I need for this dance. I suppose if I asked you to say that a little louder (all the way from Australia) it would defeat the purpose?
Thanks for calling it honest Steve - I suppose it was - in my "avoiding-coming-straight-out-with-it" sort of way.
Posted by: Jennifer | 21 January 2011 at 12:32 AM
Your final line is just perfect. I couldn't agree more. Love the rhythm. Love the sentiment. Love how this makes me want to dance!
Posted by: Selma | 23 January 2011 at 05:42 AM
Dance away sister!
Posted by: Jennifer | 24 January 2011 at 11:42 AM