A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

Twist and Twirl…


She mused:
The Blue Danube
Would, maybe,
Be the music
To their dance…

The one they
Waltz to.

Each evening.

Toe to toe.
Matching step for step.

Most days.

And then she’d step
On his toes.

As he traced
The same trajectory.

She, the rebel
In his arms.
Loving it there-
But maybe not
The dance, anymore.

The light in her eyes,
It grew distant –
Her fingers tracing
Absent patterns
On his shoulder
Her chin tucked under his.

Musing –
On the pretty, pretty
That Love creates.
Delicate, binding.

All the same,
A Gilded Cage.

Yet she would dance.

Even if she…

No longer sang.

6-7 April, 2017

Day#7 of #Napowrimo, 2017 – National Poetry Writing Month 2017 🙂

The Blue Danube, here 🙂 In case you want to soak in this beautiful music 🙂

Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

7 thoughts on “Twist and Twirl…

  1. The Blue Danube Waltz’s swings
    Ecstasy to the heart brings
    No words enunciated
    Just music appreciated
    That’s why she just dances, not sings!

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  2. My Dad’s favorite, and he taught me to waltz to it. 🙂 Still is — mine too!

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  4. Music like a river did flow
    as she danced with her beau
    But why is she feeling so low
    has their love hit a plateau?

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