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The Dance: balada
And there upon a hardwood floor the dancers gather, to once more repeat the steps and spin around betwixt mid-air and solid ground, their minds affixed on meter’s mark, the breath between time’s light and dark, a march toward a … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, balada, daily poems, dance, formality, illusion, poetic forms, relationship, tradition
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Simpleton’s Tune: a balada
The simple truth? Who claims to know, except to judge how the wind blows first from the east, and then the west; and who’s to claim which way is best? To spend one’s time defining right, without the benefit of … Continue reading
What Dreams Remain: a balada
When I was young I sought to find the furthest reaches of the mind. Now at the edge of the abyss, I find it’s simple things I miss. There is no comfort in the mist that once I found hard … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, balada, childhood, dreams, expectations, illusions, poetic forms
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