Sturgeon Moon
So soon
Summer slips through our fingers
Our own version of Michigan underwater beasts
Ogling the luminous bellies of boats swimming down Clam River
Dockside a roar with Ahab revelers
I have seen millions of moons
Leaping on the midnight ripples of Torch Lake
I have seen hills and pointes that darkly roll and rise
Inviting levitation
A cheer from our bow
Fireball shot
Looks like home but isn’t
We float down the shore with flashlights
I have seen a picture taken at the lakeside campfire
My wife and I
Standing in the gaps of our four sitting children
Six orange hooded faces
Without bodies
Eyes round as owls
Looking out from the tree of life
I cup my mouth with astonishment.
Categories:
pointes, appreciation, children, family, fate,
Form: Free verse
Forty-Four And Eleven Pointes Rivers
Wake!
Between Did's "I" Clap Hands "Nine" Leads!
Did Branson's Branson's Song Dance Cheer's Raise?
Did Branson, Branson, .... Heart's Up Us Bring?!
Categories:
pointes, appreciation,
Form: Ballad
And everytime I jumped too high I knew the floor would catch me
With never failing arms, on pointes pointing down
flexing feet, humble heels high up.
Won't bore you with those terms, but feel with me
the sunlight whirling around my pirouette
and pain, the always present pain
in joints and hips and back
Why dance then, why ballet?
have you ever felt this irresistible urge
that need
that crave
that complete addiction
and restlesness if you cannot?
I ride my wheels now
And only dance with words and lines on paper and screen.
I just wanted to share with you my other passion
The one always in my heart :)
Thanks for listening!
Categories:
pointes, beautiful, boy, dance,
Form: Narrative