Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Free verse

Dancing Through

I would he could write,
or even speak,
as dance,
sometimes get down brown
and smokin mean,
feral nasty moves
not too often seen.

Confusing hybrid
not safely translated through static language,
these ecstatic moments
entered and left without external shadows,
remembered warmly but soulfully
in shyly smiling muscles
unwilling to let go of life
without breathing resonance

Refrains training love moments
passion trails of kicks
and balance leaps of faith

Earth will hold these swirling bones
and arteries of flowing bliss

I must not write too raw
but dance
as if each cell could swell in angry love songs
big and small
fast through slow
up as down
around each day's write
to dance abandoned freedom's passion night.

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