Dance Steps

Dance Steps

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(funny how the mind wanders in half sleep)

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silhouettes of leaves
flamenco on half drawn blinds
play me Rodrigo

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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And off to dreamysleeps you go. Unless of course you woke up when you thought this and had to write it down in case you forgot it. I hate it when that happens. It makes you all crotchety and then you go snapping at people for asking you a perfectly reasonable question...
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?
No, just me then 😀

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I was in half wake up mode. Still treading in dreamland, but I did appreciate this little bit of nat.. read more



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to waken with such a grand haiku appearing, all hail the half asleep

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you gram. Amazing what you can see when you aren't wide awake :) Lazy morning write.
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That state of vision is sometimes the most surreal lol I adore this Chris...really grasps a dream like effect :) I like that feeling sometimes, just to drift and be...

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Ruth. It's amazing what you can see in a half dazed state:) I appreciate the visit.
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Rodrigo y Gabriela?
If not, one to look at,
and pardon my ignorance,
and please give me a clue?


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

We have spoken already Jon and I have since looked Rodrigo y Gabrieka up on u tube. Marvellous
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Concierto de Aranjuez ??? Is beautiful, Chris, and so too your words. Half light here, such a magic time.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

That's the one Em. Thank you so much for your kind words. Have a great weekend.

Chris
Lovely words in a dreamy sort of way. ;-]

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I was certainly in a half sleep when I saw this Weeping willow. Thank you dear poet for your visit.<.. read more
And off to dreamysleeps you go. Unless of course you woke up when you thought this and had to write it down in case you forgot it. I hate it when that happens. It makes you all crotchety and then you go snapping at people for asking you a perfectly reasonable question...
Don't you?
Don't you?
Don't you?
No, just me then 😀

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I was in half wake up mode. Still treading in dreamland, but I did appreciate this little bit of nat.. read more
Their silent dance across the blinds looks so much like those Spanish dancers and if the music too is played, it would complete the show! Superb word choices here! I could actually see it in vivid colour.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Oops, look at my typos. I meant to say, it was quite lovely :))
Pestonjee

1 Year Ago

Hahaha looked like something one could google :)
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Ha! Would have been strange if you got a response :)
yes, love it. i can almost see it as an opening scene in disney's fantasia.
great imagination, chris!

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much Ana. Pleased for the visit.

Chris

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Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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