by Joanne Cunningham

Neophyte poet
Come join us in our dance of words
Sing to us of your joy
Your sadness
Your dreams.
Join us in our reel
As we dance through the lives
We have lived
Or those we should have known.
Give us the measure of your mind
In three-four time or a staccato march
Pull us into the waltz of your sorrow,
The mambo of your memories
And let us entwine on the dance floor
Together moving to music
Only we know
How to hear.

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