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Monday, 4 March 2013

These Dancers

I saw them dance the other day
And this I often do.
They moved rhythmically,
Like the sound of the music
Had sewn them together,
To move in sync.
Then a song I do not know
But I begin to sing.
The dance floor
Ever so white.
The flute I play
Ever so its colour.
Has me on the playlist
My flute,now a baton
Disguised: my pen.
I conduct the orchestra
And these dancers
Dance a poem.
I'm just a poet
Making these words dance,
From a randomly chosen song
Inspiration on shuffle
You're next on the playlist.
You are a poet,
Do make words dance.
-Royyce Jeddi O'Zionn
[Written on 31-7-2012.Inspired by a line from Shrewd Banana's poem, "The Poet's Curse:" So I write,and hope the words will dance together"]

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