Away in the dance hall
no partner in tow.
I had it in my mind
to put on a show.
But with my two left feet
trouble lay in store.
Attempting the tango
I cleared half the floor.
Most of the ladies there
just gave me a glance.
When asking for a waltz
they cried not a chance.
Until a young lady
at last caught my eye.
I asked her for a dance
she seemed kind of shy.
But alas just like me
she had two left feet.
So parted company
in time to the beat.
Away in a dance hall
No dance for me yet
Then I saw you sat there
And broke out in sweat.
I walked up and asked you
Would you care to dance
Your face was a picture
You said not a chance.
My dream had departed
I felt such a fool
But my momma told me
Go fish in the pool.
Never make the first move
My papa did say
Stay sweet and delightful
Till love comes your way.
So I’ll wait patiently
With a smile and song
Whilst hoping and praying
My prince comes along.
She was all decked out in petticoats plus.
Tried to get on the stage with us.
But we pushed her out onto her rear.
No fancy women allowed in here.
Our men laughed at our evil action.
But we did not care. Gave us satisfaction.
The good book helps us be mean to these kind.
What would Jesus do? Let’s never mind.
Knotted in the Dance
Our eyes in a silent promise locked,
the way only stranger's can.
Perhaps foretelling of lover's, unfrocked,
langoured and breathless ran.
You, I think, blushed in surprise,
though I really don't remember.
For I, like a thief rushed window pried,
saw only endless splendor.
Your face laying against my chest explored,
and traced the furrow'd line.
Though indifferent to that wound ignored,
the scar I tried to hide.
You, now with arms around my neck entwined,
my hands, the master of your curved hips.
Knew how with charms, bound to defect, divined,
to lands where time stands unperturbed in eclipse.
Few hovered the hall that night as we,
caught in love's magical trance.
Two lover's enthralled in flight shall be,
forever knotted in the dance.
My “Dance Hall Days”, now decades past
Were full of fun and Disco glory
A song or two bring memories cast
Yet only skim the perfect story
The whimsy of youth directed the course
The quest for love was its driver
A powerful need, an unstoppable force
And through it all, a survivor
Yet woven through those days imbued
With flashbacks of dance floors and love on the run
There is more than what I thought I knew
Thoughts flowing in, restraints undone
after it was over
we were party clover
got to the beat
it was danceing feet
to win we met many friends
we had a ball
it was
ELECTION
DANCE HALL