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Dancing a Circle
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Twilight
is walking the cemetery with me
on my heels as
I try to stave off the rest my friends
have taken.
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Behind the well mannered trees
where no one can see
I dance, earphones playing songs
I don’t admit and laugh.
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I dance with them in the graveyard
they don’t mind.Â
I feel my muscles stretch, myÂ
lungs fill andÂ
understand they did once.
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I’ll be there one day.
Today I’m here.
I’ll be dancing.
©JyllianMartini
This was a harder pull tonight/today. I was tired and it was a long day and I was a bit down. I tried to think of Julie’s encouragement what Morgan Dragonwillow wrote on the Octpowrimo page about connecting today and just grabbed the most recent feeling. I’m disconnected from myself lately–connected to my kidlet and husband but not to myself. I think this challenge is already helping with that.Â
I enjoyed the flow of this poem. Thank you for sharing.
By the way, the connected prompt on OctPoWriMo was written by me.
I corrected it. Sorry it was hard for me to tell.
I will make sure I sign my prompts from now on so it will be easier to distinguish. No worries.
I love cemeteries. Seriously love them. And isn’t it curious that we both wrote of death in our connection poems?
I felt completely discombobulated when I was done writing and rewriting and finally just threw the poem onto the page.
I love this stanza:
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Twilight
is walking the cemetery with me
on my heels as
I try to stave off the rest my friends
have taken.
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Brava!
loved the body presence that you were able to write about, made me want to dance with you
I like it! I walk through one almost every day, myself. 🙂