The Night Dancer

The Night Dancer

A Poem by Paul Bell

He watches her, slowly undress

Dignified, creation of beauty

Lost in her soul

Interrupted by death

 

She watched him

Impassive

Every Night the same

Searching

 

He saw through the beauty

To the woman

Gentle like snow

Interrupted by death

 

Every night the same

Searching, for what

Lost in time

Naked

 

Touched by her radiance

Innocence, dance like

Love on clouds

Interrupted by death

 

She felt something

Strange

Trying to define

Yet dangerous

 

She could be her

For that second

Just a second

Interrupted by death

 

He was a drug now

She the night dancer

Closer

Brought together

 

Passage of the woman

Running towards him

Warm

Interrupted by death

 

He could have her soul

Unveiled, for the final time

The night dancer

Bows out, beauty untouched

Interrupted by death.


© 2018 Paul Bell



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A cracking write Paul and I would go as far to suggest there are some who would have liked to have penned many of these words themselves....that is not a confession by the way, take my word for it why don'tcha.....All Good Things

Posted 2 Months Ago


Not quite sure what this means, but I saw it as someone reliving moments shared with a deceased loved one & each dream sequence is truncated due to this jolting realization that each of these memories cannot be continued. In this way, I find your stop-and-start writing sensations to mimic the way one's reminiscing mind might stop-and-start thru a bumpy field of never-agains (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Months Ago


Paul Bell

3 Months Ago

Got it in one. Reliving memories.
Makes me think of a person who watches her night after night ... she reminds him of her..but again he watches her taking in the beauty he can while he still has time... yet some other hidden story which i can't seem to find :)

Posted 3 Months Ago


Ardra

3 Months Ago

Lol... sorry made me think it's the Same story with most of us... :p
Are we too scared to lo.. read more
Paul Bell

3 Months Ago

Makes you not want to get out of bed in the morning. lol
Ardra

3 Months Ago

yes... curl up inside my warm blanket and shut down the bloody alarm clock and go back to sleep.... .. read more
This is poetry my friend. Your wonderful words brought me in and I wanted to read more. You create a vision of beauty and you made the reader believe every word. Thank you Paul for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

Thanks, John. Glad you liked it.
Coyote Poetry

4 Months Ago

I did enjoy and you are welcome my friend.
This is both sad and dark, Paul. Very well written, as always, but it threw me because I was expectin biting satire! This will rattle around in my head for a while as i try to figure out all the nuances. Thank you for another excellent write.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

Keeping you on your toes.
The Iron Horseman

4 Months Ago

You always do, my friend. I never know what to expect, which makes it all that much spicier. I wish .. read more
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BBP
You always throw me off with your tender writing Paul! But I love them! :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


BBP

4 Months Ago

hahaha..... ive actually got alot more chapters finished if you want me to message them to ya.....
Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

Good girl, more like it.
As long as there's no flowers or love in it. lol
BBP

4 Months Ago

mmmmmmmmm..... there's some flowers but only cause someone got shot lol
Is it a fantasy or a memory that comes to an end every night, as the night draws to an end ?

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

Sad memory.
a very dark piece...he watches her dance---he imagines, implies, cries for lack of contact...she reminds him of someone---but that relationship was interrupted...
death certainly leaves lots of words unsaid and actions untaken....
j.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

She sure reminded him of someone.
Obsessed with death, he was planning to kill her all the time. That's why its a good idea to stay away from lurking strangers. I'd trap this goblin in a bottle and throw it into the deep sea.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

No, but she did remind him of someone who had died.
a spooky kind of beauty ...all i could feel in reading is the cold of a spirit not yet left ... spooky Paul ;)
https://youtu.be/qAP84Zc_CYU
E.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

It is sort of spooky.
Paul Bell

4 Months Ago

Not heard Stormy in a while.
Einstein Noodle

4 Months Ago

:)..... me either...brings good memories for me

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Added on February 22, 2018
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