Shall we dance
At the crossroads?
Or should I say
Shall we dance
At this crossroad
Now
And no worries
I don't need promises
Don't need another time
Don't need you to stay
Too long
What I mean is this:
Dance with me
Now
Our paths cross here
Our ways are one way
And we are here
Now
Now
Keep time with me
Move with me
Touch me
Now
And no worries.
41 Comments
So fine poem, Sandy. It's really true: to live the present, joyfully, light-heartedly, serenely.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful
ReplyDeleteso truly all we have
so honest to offer something real
and rich
Really makes one think! So simple and yet, so complex.
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy your peotry and will continue to do so. . .
Lovely poem and photo.
ReplyDeleteThe old twisted tree reminds me of the state of my back right now. Wish I COULD dance!
This is a nice poem indeed Sandy..
ReplyDeleteIt reminded me of something completely different though, something rather sad and gruesome. In England many many years ago if you danced at the cross-roads it was more that likely you'd be dangling from the end of a rope or in a 'Gibbet'. It was done at crossroads for two reasons... more people could see the results expected by doing bad deeds. The other reason is very sad. It was thought the souls of the ungodly dead would not know which road to take to heaven.
I hope you don't mind the contents of this comment Sandy... if you do please remove.
Tom
My blogs: Wiggers World and Pictures & Words
it boils down to how much love can be expressed through good relationships.
ReplyDeleteI love love love the thought of celebrating every meeting and every moment joyfully--no matter that the next moment may take us down different roads.
ReplyDeleteYears ago, the Falls Road in Belfast was overshadowed by a huge RUC barracks and watchtower. I won't go on about the misery it caused, but as part of the peace process it came down, finally. While the rubble was cleared away, people struggled with how to deal with it, how to replace it: a monument to its victims perhaps, or what? The answer was a huge ceilidh (Irish dance) there, where it had overlooked the crossroads. It was an AMAZING day and night, such joy, such a celebration of a turn we could all make in our lives now that this horror had gone. A symbolic crossroads celebrated on a real one; magic.
I'll send the link to this to others who were there that day--thanks Sandy!
That's definitely the way to look at life.
ReplyDeleteExcellent words.
Lovely thoughts here Sandy...you are in a very poetic frame of mind! Loved it, thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteSandi
Lovely roads. I mean cross roads!!!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful words, Sandy, and so wise. After all, we only have now. And we may as well dance!
ReplyDeleteI think of this poem as very seductive. I love to dance.
ReplyDeleteinteresting poem and photo. reminds of the book dance of anger. A very read about how if we don't do/dance our part the others can't continue with their angry dance. food for thought...
ReplyDeleteI love this Sandy. This is a great reminder to me to dance, dance, dance at my own crossroad. Better to move forward and on with joy than with sadness.
ReplyDeleteLife can be a beautiful dance at times...when the music is sweet.
ReplyDeleteI'll dance with you, anytime, dear Sandy!
ReplyDeleteThank you for this lovely piece--and the call to being present that it embodies.
Perfect for how I feel today. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLovely song, like a tango called hesitation.
ReplyDeleteI always read with great pleasure your charming poems.
ReplyDeleteYour rhythm lent itself to a frantic nature in this piece. I really liked the feel of the poem speeding up in response to the urgency of the words.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the moment with no worries :)
ReplyDeleteHi Sandy -- Please though, may I stay? :-)
ReplyDelete(I'll be your friend.)
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Lovely verse! The photo makes me think of a picnic in the park. :)
ReplyDeleteSandy, My dear friend, I will pause at the crossroads to dance with you anytime!
ReplyDeleteThis poem is one of your best ever!
Sandy: Neat photo to go along with your talented writing.
ReplyDeleteah, if only it were this simple. without the baggages of time.
ReplyDeleteI like this simplistic approach.
ReplyDeleteOSI: strings cross with wires
Very sensual, very romantic! Wonderful interpretation of the prompt Sandy.
ReplyDeleteso romantic and true!
ReplyDeletePerfect - it IS this intersection, it IS now...
ReplyDeleteOur life intersects with so many others, some from a moment, some for many years, but all bring us something.
ReplyDeletePoem and Art shot: beautiful texture.
ReplyDeleteLuiz Ramos
beautifully positive
ReplyDeleteGirl, you got yourself a deal.
ReplyDelete(How far is it to CT from here again?)
A lovely, light poem about exploring the moment and treasuring connections. Very sweet.
ReplyDeleteOh so lovely as always Sandy. How I love the flow of your words and images. Just like a stream of love.
ReplyDeleteI lost my BD web blog to malware while in hospital for two weeks. The removed it. I have lost all of my poems.
So I will begin again. My new site:
http://belovedhaikudreams.blogspot.com
It is called Beloved Haiku Dreams.
Great to be home.
love, Melanie-bd
I am dancing with you here now at this crossroads. Where else?
ReplyDeleteLovely in all respects. Once my Digital Media classes end for the summer, perhaps I'll have time to get back in the OSI habit.
ReplyDeleteHugs and blessings,
Just wow.
ReplyDeleteSandy~ I loved it! Ah the joyful simplicity of the dance- now- with no worries! And isn't the "now" all we have anyway... Perfect! Thanks~
ReplyDeleteThis is the essence of love and life as I see it too, Sandy :)
ReplyDeletepeople shouldn't be crucified or held for the simple reason they loved you once!
Very nice poem,Sandy
wishes,
devika
Thanks for being here.