The Dancer, Poetry and Spoken Word

The dancer leapt upon the stage Wheat-coloured hair flowed straight Through sunny-peach shoulders ...

The Dancer

The Dancer (the Last Striptease) is published in Monsters, Avatars, & Angels available on amazon.com and through your local bookstores and libraries.

Author's Note

Monsters, Avatars, and Angels contains the short story series Demons, Harlots and Crones, which follows two generations of the Demeere family and its legacy of spite and envy. Included in the series is Demon in High Socks; Holler it out with Lemonade; the Old Lady, Her Plymouth, and Cockroaches; Sex in a Pan; and the Fire Crone and Stone Harlot. Also within its pages are more than a hundred poems exploring the darker side of human nature and its undeniable conclusion. Two Orphan Sparrows, the Devil is a DJ, the Last Striptease, Up From the Roses, and many more titles are found within. Ultimately Monsters, Avatars, and Angels asks the reader to look at the darkness found within herself and by facing it, perhaps go beyond.

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

I can only imagine the Words dancing...
entwining around other Words with
different feelings... but always with Passion.
tenderly, Pat

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you so much, Pat:)

[barleygirl]

This is the first time I enjoyed listening to poetry. First, it's becuz you speak slowly enuf for me to catch & absorb all the words . . . second, becuz you give us written words, as well. I can't process what I hear as well as what I see, so seeing words helped me follow your speaking voice better. You have a great voice. You do an amazing job of synchronizing music, word sounds, meaning, & the modulation of your voice. This goes together so well, it makes me want to try it (I won't!) Thanks for sharing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Pryde Foltz]

Thanks so much, Margie:)

[Coyote Poetry]

I like when you allow us to read and to listen. This is a wonderful and beautiful flow of words and thoughts. Thank you for sharing the outstanding written and verbal poetry.
Coyote

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, John:)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Pryde.

[Robert Trakofler]

its amazing what some people can do with veils these days:) I was envisioning Sally Rand in full regalia and then you pulled the rug out from under my mind's eyes and somehow the old lady looked more beautiful to me in the end. you are always a constant source of humanities pryde

[Pryde Foltz]

The old lady is indeed more complex and in some ways more beautiful because of that complexity. Thanks so much, Robert:)

[Einstein Noodle]

no no no! say it isn't so dear Pryde! let her sleep a deep sleep and rise again once more to even fuller glory :)))))) this is the most delicious, sensual metamorphosis from harvest to starved and naked i will ever read me thinks! very pro dahlink! well done .. so glad you shared it here at the Cafe' ... i will take those personifications with me today and let all the ladies surrounding the cabin not to worry ... they will awake once more :)) i just love this poem

[Pryde Foltz]

Aw. Thanks, E:) The most important thing is to remember to dance:)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ......................

[Sami Khalil]

Wonderful poem and reading. Highly skilled and powerful. I take it as we all wear masks and veils. We use them for survival and our living in this world. Some veils come off in certain times revealing the hidden truths. We like to show the world what we like to. Hard to face reality.

[Pryde Foltz]

So true, Sami. We are always revealing more of ourselves as the veils slip and fall. Thanks so much for the visit, dear friend:)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome....

[emmajoy]

I find this sad as sad.. .. Perhaps the woman was longing for what she had had, perhaps the audience could admit to being present as voyeurs, perhaps illusions are what life is about and if disillusionment results, whose fault is that? Just my take on your dramatic and fine as fine writing, Pryde.. plus the gentle stresses, intonation, that you use in your reading. Your work is a pleasure to read.. and more. x

[Pryde Foltz]

Thank you, Emma. The dance of life is indeed sad at time or perhaps bitter sweet. The thing is we are very adept on taking the shine of the moment with eyes to the future. Enjoy the dance, say I:)

[wordman]

lol,this is great pryde,let me buy a ticket

[Pryde Foltz]

I'll save a seat in the front row:) Thanks, Ron:)

[wordman]

and a drink and popcorn