Buenos Aires – Prompt Night A Dash of Sunny

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If you let me

I would dance with you

I would offer my hands

my waist, my hips

my lips would almost …

leave their coral stain on your cheek

If you let me

 

If you let me

I would entice you with my feather feet

spark the floorboards

with my fiery stamp

whisper my fingertips over your wrist

and watch your pupils dilate at the very idea

If you let me

 

I will dance on my own

until then

I will be the vibration of the air

until then

I will be the music

alone –

until then.

 

Will you let me?


 

This week over at A Dash of Sunny, we are asked to write about dance. I took a slightly different tack, hence the picture I have included above. Here in the UK, with all of the political wranglings that are taking place, we seem to be in the midst of an overt anti-difference backlash. I don’t like it, not one bit. Everyone is equal. Nobody deserves to be marginalised.

Please do head on over to take part, or just read other offerings, if that’s all you want to do. But most of all, enjoy!

 

 

TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge -Vibrant

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cacophony, colours,

creeds and genders, all life

is here, we are blessed

 

enjoy difference

relish in the new, welcome

all, open your heart


 

Another week has whizzed by, and here we are again, prompted by our Francophile Antipodean friend, TJ, to pen another haiku! This week, he has offered us the word vibrant, or a lovely image of some flowers to whet our appetite. I went for the word, inspired (I’m not sure if that’s really the correct word) by the political wranglings that we have seen here in the UK, post shock Brexit vote.

I was brought up in a multi-cultural Birmingham, loved the variety, the sights and sounds, the smells of a city where vibrant colours could be seen and (to me) mystery tongues could be heard on every street corner. Of course, there were struggles, of course there were differences, but I have no doubt that I benefited from meeting and learning from others from different cultures from such an early age.

In my heart, and my mind, everyone is welcome. I don’t care who you are, or where you come from, as long as there is respect, as long as there are open hearts and minds, as long as there is love.

 

Pax – Quadrille

 

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Quiet time, me time

sketching time, writing time

listening time.

Soothe me, relax me

enthuse me, indulge me

cosset me.

Like jewels, but more so

yet fleeting, so ethereal

like butterfly wings

or dandelion kisses

scattered on summer breeze.

This is living for me.


A quadrille about what makes my heart sing.