The dance
The dance
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Many kinds of opportunities for the dance. A wise person is fearless in life. If you take no chances. You won’t know what you could of done and saw.
Dark eyed beauty dances with the Seaside waves.
She had stripped away her fears and she dances with the moon and the sea.I watched her dance upon the shore.
I adored her laughter and her hunger to be free.
She told me often. “Words are cool. Better to had lived. Strong and wise people strip away
their clothing. Hiding nothing. Better to be bare and fearless than tired and dead.”We lay together in a cozy sleeping bag.
Warm skin to warm skin. Create fires that can’t be put out.
She whispered “Sweet Poet, are we destined to die. Lose the innocent of youth.
Fall to the want of useless things. How do you stop the journey from dying?
I don’t want to lose the midnight dances at the sea. The embrace of lovers on
cold nights. I don’t want to lose my laughter and joy. I want to love life and be fearless.”I kissed her auburn hair, beautiful neck and lips. I told her. ” Life is long. We will live and die many times.
Us human are born to suffer. We want too much or too little. Never content with what we have. Tonight
my sweet love. We are not dead. We can dance by the light of the moon and the stars. Old world is
far away. Just you and me. Knowing peace with the sea and the sand. ”
My dark-eyed beauty stood up and brought me to her. She told me. “Tonight we dance like it is the first dance,
the last dance. We will allow the Gods of the sea to know. We love life and are fearless. We will not descend
into to sadness. We will dance the dance of hope and dreams.”
The stars and moon seem to shine brighter, like they were enjoying the show.
I kiss my love and whispered a silence prayer to the sea.
Thank you my Pacific. I have a place to come to know peace. I know you can’t control the sea.
We need to be like the ocean. Free from the control of greedy men. Thank you bright stars, that
light up the night. Thank you the powerful sea for being kind. Life is fair.
We must open our eyes and know what we truly need.
Two people danced upon a lonely beach.
Coyote
i like your style
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Thank you John. I enjoyed your poetry also. We need good story and words. Keep us hoping and alive.
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Made me think of this song! And the quote below the lyrics! I love your poem John!
“Islands”
by Hey Ocean!
If the sun is to set
To leave us dark with regret
I will work up the strength
To pull our earth back round again
And if the ocean should freeze
Before we’ve sailed all the seas
I will drop to my knees
Until Poseidon agrees
We could build an island
You and I could swim beside
Where we could ride the tides
Until we fall asleep at night
(x2)
If you get scared of the space
Between now and those days
Then I will take you away
Somewhere fear has no place
We’d make ashes of our clothes
And grow a garden out of those
And watch the water as it rose
To bring the ocean to our toes
We could build an island
You and I could swim beside
Where we could ride the tides
Until we fall asleep at night
(x2)
It’s true
Distance just makes my heart grow for you
And everything I want for us to do
To build an island between me and you
Build an island between me and you
We could build an island
You and I could swim beside
And we could ride the tides
Until we fall asleep
We could build an island
You and I could swim beside
Where we could ride the tides
Until we fall asleep at night
(x2)
We could build an island
We could ride the tides
Oh, we could build an island
Until we fall asleep at night…
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“If the book we are reading does not wake us, as with a fist hammering on our skulls, then why do we read it? So that it shall make us happy? Good God, we would also would be happy if we had no books, and such books that make us happy we could, if need be, write ourselves. But what we must have are those books which come upon us like ill-fortune, and distress us deeply, like the death of one we love better than ourselves, like suicide. A book must be an ice-axe to break the sea frozen inside us.”
― Franz Kafka
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I wish I could write like this. Thank you for the song and the words. I hope you are having a Happy New years.
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Thanks, I hope you will too!
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Not really a fan of poetry but I’m getting to love yours.
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Thank you. Many kinds of poetry. Something for the all of us.
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