dark « bearspawprint

***

I found this music via: http://poesravenlady.wordpress.com/category/music-i-love/ This page is in a blog with page after page of poignant posts. NOVEMBER is not amongst her selections, but the begnning of a journey that led to it is. Poesravenlady homepage: http://poesravenlady.wordpress.com/

*************

The problem with NOVEMBER

And all of the seasons

Is they end too soon.

Just when I begin to be immersed …. it’s over.

I can actually dance with-in November.

There are no sudden jarring movements required.

Perhaps I don’t appear to be the Dance,

So much, to my troupe of trees and fog and

The few critters still awake, perhaps,

If they are judgmental types,

I look more as if I am tottering and lurching

Rather than swaying in elegant swirling pirouettes.

I pretend the graceful eddies in the fog

And the ripples of movement in my clothing

Are the dance I hear in my muscles and bones …

No more a viewers comedy.

Which is fine.

When I dance

I do not perform.

Alone, I Am Dance.

***

Bear

***

Agawela finds moonlight in the swamp by bearspawprint

Agawela = Old Woman

bearspawprint