Bad news comes at us
like a falling sky.
We begin anew each morn;
each day we try.
Hope lifts our feathers,
for our spirits
were born to fly,
and, one by one,
these strangest of days
go by.
Today the sun came out;
the fog had lifted,
trees poking through the mist:
beauty golden, beauty gifted.
John Lennon and i were singing:
Let's Give Peace a Chance,
for music is joy and my feet
still can dance.
I watch the news with horror
and with tears.
The world is full
of pain and hate and fear.
But when music from those
long-gone happy years
wafts through the gloom,
I still kick off my shoes
and dance a lick or two
across my empty room.
For Susie's prompt at Real Toads, to express dance through a poem. And shared with the Poetry Pantry at Poets United. I am traveling today, kids, and have a youngster with me who wants a beach walk when we get home. But i will catch up with you later today and/or tomorrow morning.
Sweetness!
ReplyDelete"John Lennon and i were singing:
Let's Give Peace a Chance,
for music is joy and my feet
still can dance."
Happy to read this again. I think I'll put it on my wall as a reminder.
Delete"Hope lifts our feathers,
ReplyDeletefor our spirits
were born to fly,"...This is like a mantra for energy and strength. It's lifting my spirit too.
Yes, I've been listening to a bit more music lately - and I'll have to try dancing now.
ReplyDeleteThose final lines give us something to hold on to:
ReplyDelete'Still, when music from those
long-gone happy years
wafts through the gloom,
I kick off my shoes
and dance a lick or two
across my empty room'.
I love the rhyme and the message that flows from your lovely poem Sherry...Yes lets give peace a chance...I do love that song as well. Hope you have a wonderful weekend Sherry.
ReplyDeleteSounds like a good prescription for "what ails you." I think there was always "fear," and that is what drives this awful time. I see so many people come on the TV and tell us what we need to do. And yet we wring our hands, and say we don't know. The world begins with us, and if we can say we have been kind and understanding to others, we have done what we are supposed to do.
ReplyDeleteNow is as good a time as any to try to dance away the blues.
ReplyDeleteYes... dancing is the best thing we can do... I need to put on some happy music
ReplyDeleteYes! Let's dance. Wonderful thoughts. Let's dance up a peace.
ReplyDeleteOh, I do this too. Music lets me escape blaring headlines, lose myself in joy, let the lyrics speak to my spirit. Thank you so much for writing for the prompt.
ReplyDelete"... our spirits were born to fly ..." and let's let them to do that. Yes, they get dampened severely by the news (another Beatles song, "I heard the news today") but they will still fly, perhaps to a different tune.
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Sherry, this is a wonderful poem. Always remember: Good news rarely sells. There are countless masses working to the day.
ReplyDeleteI simply LOVE this, Sherry. We need more of this.
ReplyDeleteThis is simply deep and sweet....loveđź’›
ReplyDeleteWhere is it all leading? is my concern as every country seems to be suffering one way or the other even though it seems unnecessary. I had hoped at one time that each nation getting independence would produce a more stable world but we seem to need division and unrest all the time. I am too wobbly to follow suit with you these days!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful dream this would be!
ReplyDeleteAmazing
But when music from those
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wafts through the gloom,
I still kick off my shoes
and dance a lick or two
across my empty room............happy days, music really does caress the soul
Hope lifts our feathers,
ReplyDeletefor our spirits
were born to fly,
and, one by one,
these strangest of days
go by.
This touched me deeply!❤️ Beautifully written, Sherry.
Oh, I do love that old music too, Sherry. It puts me back into those old days! "Give peace a chance!" Yes - that song is timeless. Keep dancing!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful tribute to the healing power of dance and song. May we all find ourselves singing and dancing soon!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad we can still dance, if only across our living rooms!
ReplyDeleteIt does seem a "quaint idea," but a good one.
ReplyDeleteMusic has the ability to heal it is a universal language and we need more of it in today's changing world. We need are musicians to speak out in words of peace.
ReplyDeleteSome happy music fluffs our feathers, and words of hope give us wings to fly.
ReplyDeleteSafe travels Sherry....I too look for music to dance when my spirit needs lifting....and I dance fully and without a care...what a sight and what a feeling! Hope you danced on the beach too....
ReplyDeleteThat was spirited and optimistic. Good for you.
ReplyDeleteZQ
Luv the healing power of the dance
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in at my Sunday Standard today Sherry
Much love...
We have not progressed much since the cold war and John Lennon's song have we? We each do have our ways of putting all that out of our mind inwardly with our own families or outwardly with nature where there is nothing better than being alone in a forest or fossicking on a deserted beach. Beautifully written Sherry.
ReplyDeleteI loved this! A wonderful cadence that dovetails with the content so beautifully. We must do what we can to ring a bit of bliss out of each day and - happily - we have music to ring it out for us, just when we swear it can't be done. lol
ReplyDeleteKeep dancing is good advice.
ReplyDeleteAww.. loved the dancing..music is the ultimate balm!
ReplyDeleteYes, the gloom does lift after awhile and you sing again. Nice, Sherry.
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