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poetigress and the Thursday Prompt, a little thought of innocent youth.
poetigress and the Thursday Prompt, a little thought of innocent youth.oOo
In a warm swirl of saffron and lace,
A confection of girlish aromas,
She took my hands to lead me with pride
In a stumble across the bare dance floor.
Her face was a perfect reflection
Of everything in life I ever knew.
We gloried in the watching smiles
As friends drank deep of our form and style.
And boy, did I dance that first time!
My mind counting one- two- three- ONE-,
My clumsiness all over her sandalled toes
Making her yelp and laugh and trill.
The others then got up to join us
With jokes of where my hand was placed.
Explaining discreetly about the small of her back
But failing to live by their own codes.
She took pride as I slowly improved
My timing and grace growing strong
Then kissed me so gently with love like no other,
A tiny tear dampened her cheek.
At the end of the set we sat down,
Elated, with faces aglow,
Where I was a small child of five,
And mother was still on the go.
oOo
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*also agrees it had a great cadence* Normally, I don't read poetry because I can't stand the way most people break it up and/or punctuate it - to me, it has to flow, each individual comma and line and stanza working together to make a beauteous song. This poem, however, was pretty good, and I made a note to myself to look through your gallery for more as soon as I'm done reading the other writers' responses to the prompt.
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