Freestyle

[Mary Poppins]

Kind of had a bit of a writing void for a while...i find i go through spates of reading, then spates of writing....i think i'm about due for another quasi-frenzy.

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Frozen with indecision
I’m blinded but there are no headlights
Mesmerised by you
But what am I supposed to do?
Next

A dance I’ve forgotten the steps to
Who leads in the tango of my life?
Pas de deux? No, ‘tis but a variation
No doubt I’ll miss my cue and wait in the wings
Solo

Ready, yes, but waiting too long
The same old fermenting and dulling my senses
Til I’m not sure what’s here nor there
Your words are twisted to fit into a puzzle
Forced

Confusion trips over words
Designed well but executed imperfectly
I don’t want to let luck take its chance
But fate pulls the chair out from under me
Unawares

I’m afraid it’s just not my style
To move in time
[To the music]

 

[m4dd0g]

im not te best poet critic, but i guess everyones opinion has validity

i like the concept of battling against .. awkwardness? or missing out? and the spirals it creates inside.

 

[cherub]

I like the whole analogy of dance as I always thought in my lost head.. when i don't think about the dance is when i always seem to be the most relaxed and find the moves. That is how i relate to this.... great stuff !