I Danced

I danced, almost forty years ago it was,
but in this eve I danced once more

I closed my door, opened my window
invited rain fresh air to partner

Toby’s piano led, crickets crooned
I danced with abandon, not foolishly

wary of sleepy legs balancing precariously
Arched foot, one leg lift into the air

one hand conspirator with a chair
the other gliding through the room

I dance with no one watching

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Thank you, Christine Claire Reed, of the Girl On fire Dance Studio, for offering women a chance to take a chance and dance. We did it on-line during the in/FLAME 11 Dany Dance Sadhana.

My heart is overflowing.

I only danced one day. My previous blog explains. But I will return.

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