Thursday, October 06, 2005
the first draft ...a long time coming..."Double Dutch"
smooth, balanced and clean
at first they fit togther
so connected that it was hard to tell
where one stopped and the other began
floating on air
swaying to perpetual song
stepping lively
rhythm lovely
this tango of nicks and scrapes
still a beautiful dance
picked up the pace... who skipped a beat?
try to adjust the tempo
try to get it back, but
tripped up by a stone
rhythm blown
tango turns
break / dance
their go is over
who's next?
(the story behind this is coming later)
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you be smartwordsness. and i love you in the most verbal of mute times. i also love you in the most mute of verbal time. i think you're fab and so glad to know you. me
damn girl i miss you
teresas on the double dutch bus.
loved the poem. reminds me of double dutch days in the streets of la. but its deeper than that.
-alii
wow....and that did way too much for my visual imagination. thanks kid!
i like the part where you say
...(the story behind this is coming later)....
thats very powerful how you have us all anxiosly awaiting the story...
i didn't do it for the sake of suspense. i just really don't type very fast and didn't have enough time to explain ;+)
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