The Dance


In a trifling mood

he dances on the rail

fog is thick

hiding many details


Difficult to see

this is not a normal night

usually the moon shines

providing a spot light


Hearing a silent tune

dancing to the beat

whistling along with it

rhythm in his feet


Breathing slowly

admiring the foggy mist

a service to the night

happy to exist


Shortly after

there is a small breeze

a break in the fog

able to see with ease


One final twist

he takes a silent bow

walking along the path

living in the now


copyright 2024 Debbie Pierce


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19 comments

  1. Just wonderful – That final twist and the message of living in the present leave me with a lasting impression of contentment and joy!

    ~David

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