Dancing in the Darkness

Dancing in the Darkness

A Poem by beautifulblade

random poem after not writing for months

I've never been one for ballroom,
although tangoing over the hot coals 
of expectations has always been a dream. 

But instead, I shy away from watchful eyes 
and let the music move me as it may,
swaying back and forth to the undertone 
of bass drums and melancholy melodies. 

Take my soul to the stars in surprising steps of fate, 
strings parading me around from one emotion
to the next like a marionette. I lie in wait, 
holding on to the moment as it dances by.

In the darkness, I am alone with thoughts 
of what the future holds: they waltz in 
and out of view, just out of sight behind shadows 
before side stepping back out the door. 

My heart sambas to the beat 
of cliche syncopation and I find rest between 
measures of mystery and mirage. The rhythm 
calls my footsteps forward into the unknown
and I am bound to each note like a breath, 
pausing before the fall into nothing. 

Like pianissimo, I fade back into memory, 
dreaming of the tango I've longed for.

© 2018 beautifulblade

Author's Note

I'm very out of practice. Suggestions? Comments? Tips for writer's block?

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The reader felt like he was in the darkness witnessing the scenes as it went through. It was the loneliness and hesitation made her stop. I believe that writer's block means it's time for the writer to discover and explore. Hope that helps.

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Added on January 20, 2018
Last Updated on January 20, 2018
Tags: dance, poetry, music




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