Cona Adams Poet Free verse

These Shoes Were Made For Dancing

As the music began,
he bowed before her,
fingers outstretched, palm up.

Rising to her feet,
she placed her hand
in his, feather-light.

As they danced,
her lemon-yellow shoes
spun a blur of joy
in motion.

Round and round
the floor, they whirled,
eyes locked together,
hearts beating in rhythm.

He, in town after town,
forever haunts dance halls 
searching 
for the girl in yellow shoes
longing
for one more dance.


cfa© 7/10/2014
revised 9/13/2014 cfa

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Connie Marcum Wong February 18, 2016 at 9:48 AM Congratulations on having this poem featured Cona. I can relate. A tender beautiful write my friend! #7 Cona Adams February 18, 2016 at 10:45 AM Thank you, Connie. So good to hear from you. Blessings.

Teddy Kimathi February 18, 2016 at 5:09 AM Beautiful and romantic. Congrats, Cona, for having your poem featured in the poetrysoup homepage!!! ;-) Cona Adams February 18, 2016 at 6:11 AM Thank you, Teddy. Your visit and comment is much appreciated. Blessings to you.

David Meade December 9, 2014 at 8:37 AM A magical moment that happens then disappears . . . but how we search for it again . . . nicely done Cona Cona Adams December 9, 2014 at 3:55 PM Yes, we do spend time trying to recapture that magical moment. Thanks for reading, David.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty December 9, 2014 at 8:18 AM He, in town after town, forever haunts dance halls searching for the girl in yellow shoes longing for one more dance............... a fairy tale tail-ender. A great verse.This one magical" As they danced, her lemon-yellow shoes spun a blur of joy in motion". What a description of motion in dancing!..Wonderful Cona. I have not read the other one. But I have to read. Hugs! XXXX rajat Cona Adams December 9, 2014 at 3:54 PM Thank you, RAJAT. I wrote it in answer to a call for a poem using the word "Yellow." It didn't win the contest, but it's always good to have a new poem. Glad you liked it.