Saturday 24 June 2017

Joy by Adam Parry

After so much silence
Joy spoke again
and lifted my feet into a Helter Skelter of dance.
Frantic. Ecstatic. Patient. Still.
Opening my eyes
to the love in peoples sighs
dancing
slow
all around
then somehow inching their laughter line
up
from their lips.
Knowing, remembering
that their hearbeats' as fast as any
and as slow as the song
calling all to
awaken
from the half light
and dance beneath the street lights
as children do
as we never expected to.

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