Let Us Dance

All hell is filled

with the echo I

lifted to a roof,

somebody’s sky.

It is not mine.

Nothing is so

want to go away

to sip Merlot?

Let’s yell up to

that damn sky

as we drown a

color of wine.

If not to let it

loose no cares

a scream to God

if he is there.

Let’s dance by

a pool of blue

while on blast

is a little tune.

Take a hand let

us pound out in

stone memory we

never forget about.

Maybe a breath

from earthly herb

that serves reality

to laugh is cured.

Short shall we

inhabit this space

so let us touch

cheek face to face.


5 Comments Add yours

  1. “want to go away
    to sip Merlot?”
    Very often, the answer to this question, is yes. I really enjoyed this poem.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. I agree completely my friend and thank you.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. You really got me from your opening lines

        “All hell is filled
        with the echo I
        lifted to a roof,
        somebody’s sky.”

        A roof is somebody’s sky…. I keep running that over and over in my mind.

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  2. Lucy says:

    Very evocative and beautiful, this poem. Really enjoyed reading it. It is also very reminiscent to the late Leonard Cohen’s writing. Brilliant piece of poetry here; I love your writing style!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Lucy. That’s very kind of you. 😊

      Liked by 1 person

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