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Dancing Lessons |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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Dancing Lessons Beneath the bridge by water’s edge Only a trace of moonlight glows, The western winds blowing true A night to retreat by fire's coals. But here we meet in the mist Moving to an ancient dance, To a tune exclusively ours Was it left to fate or chance? This bay is cold, streets are bare Quiet, save this dreamlike song Carrying notes on thickened air Soft waves carry us along. Teacher and student both - Each learning ways of the other, Crossing tangible lines Once again greeting two lovers. Bathing in each precious drop Each note calling down in time, When the foggy dawn arrives Always yours, always mine. © 2000 Corinne Bailey [This message has been edited by Corinne (edited 07-24-2000).] |
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Poertree Senior Member
since 1999-11-05
Posts 1359UK |
a meeting in mist .. very lyrical Corinne .. it conveyed very well the silence yet the music of an intimate rendevous wrapped in the heightened secrecy of misty air ... my favourite line: "Carrying notes on thickened air" i hope i picked up what you were trying to convey ..! oh and btw nice Title too...... philip PS ..small typo stanza three line one???? [This message has been edited by Poertree (edited 07-22-2000).] |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
beautiful poem Corinne wonderful sense of atmosphere. why must we pray screaming? why must not death be redefined? we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass-patti smith |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
I agree with Brian Corinne, really captured the atmosphere here and with beautiful flowing lines. Excellent! |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
This is great! I read it slowly, wishing I was there watching.  |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Corinne~ 'But here we meet in the mist Moving to an ancient dance, To a tune exclusively ours Was it left to fate or chance?' Lovely - so lovely ! ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Bathing in each precious drop Each note screaming down in time, When the foggy dawn arrives Always yours, always mine. ...... Corinne, It is sheer pleasure to read your poetry... WOW, what a feeling... Regards, Sudhir |
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