Weekly Scribblings -- The Dance
Why The Dance for Me
Why was I here, "dancing the night away?"
Had I delusions dancer King or Queen
Or did I enjoy it as indoor sport
In college I loved my dancing classes
Met classmates I would have never before
I learned the old and the newest there be
From the Waltz through Cha Cha to the Breakdance
But not a soul I met in those lessons
Have I seen in years
After that I would try local dances
Going there people to meet mostly girls
Out of town to the west that was the best
Going south fine as well more elegant
My roommate had made friends with a lady
Lived across the hall--gladly bought us booze
Drive down to Kansas legal age eighteen
But not a soul I met at those dances
Have I seen in years
Now when we're on à cruise lessons we'll take
Take them before the dances to review
Or at weddings where we take the dance floor
Misses brushes me up on the two step
With her and the bride I hope I will dance
And maybe then a few more if they ask
But not a soul I met at the wedding
Have I seen in years
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved
- Photo taken by me on our ship while cruising in 2013 someplace in the Black Sea. The dancers had boarded while we were stopped a couple of days in Istanbul. http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/10/a-random-five-post-020-venice-to-athens.html
- YouTube previously used on my "Party Girl" poem 2016 post, https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2016/03/party-girl-challenge-poem-for-flash-55.html?m=1
- I am linked to Weekly Scribblings #62 for Magaly Guerrero's prompt word, "Dance", at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/03/weekly-scribblings-62-shut-up-and-dance.html?m=1
Labels: Dance, Jim's Life, Poem, Weekly Scribbling, Weekly Scribbling 21
posted by Jim @ 3/24/2021 09:16:00 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
Hmmm, I married (the first time of three) someone I met at a town hall dance – but I haven't seen him in years, not since we divorced in 1965. He's probably no longer alive; I wouldn't know. However I'm still friends with a woman I used to go to Town Hall dances with, back in those days. (It was always nice to have a friend to go with.)
I wasn't fond od dancing myself which meant my wife was somewhat deprived of a good dancing partner when we married. Mind you we found plenty of other enjoying activities and I let her lead when we occasionally hit the dance floor!
I'm always impressed by anyone who can do (or did) break dancing. It's one of the few dances I never tried. I like that it ends with a couple dancing. I've always thought dancing adds a special touch to a relationship.
Stream of consciousness story poem works quite well here .... dance / dance!
I thought back to the friends in my single "dancing days", and realized I am quite possibly one of the only two remaining. I seem to be outliving so many of the players who've passed through the stage of my life! Enjoyed your poem, Jim.
Dancing has so many stories for each one of us. And each one of them is special :-)
I wished I had danced more in my youth, but whenever I get the chance to dance now, I take it.
I love the repetition in this poem, Jim!
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