Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Dancing In The Moonlight


We laid out child 'one', like a battle plan
Chicken pox here, here and here.
We bought a bag of balmy oils

Said it was all for the best, but then .
The spot armies marched and one by one
They occupied , all of them
Now I have danced many times ,
Been hypnotised by soft brown hair
And curves in motion
Been ecstatic on a starlit groove
Shouted jumped and spun around
Lost myself in getting down

But the snow and the night said "Be still !
Do you think I am draped in sepulchral white
Silvered with moonlight
Crystalline and cold as marble
So you can do the funky chicken
The Waltz ,or even an arabesque ?"
And yet , so late
A bedroom light on
There is dancing and strange
incantations disturb the ice cathedral

“The wonderful thing about Henry
Is Henry`s a wonderful thing
His top is made out of rubber
His bottom is made out of Spring …"

We bopped and did a boogaloo
We sang the book of song
But they cried when we tried to put them back down
So we danced with the stars

All night long

5 comments:

Nick Drew said...

hope all get well soon

Newmania said...

All on the mend ta ND

Philipa said...

Aww I just loved that, Newms. Another excellent poem.

Best wishes for babes better soon x

Newmania said...

ta P excellent I aint but I stick to things that really happen that I think have some pptential ...only one or two a year to suffer

Nick Drew said...

amateur !

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