Indigo and Gold


from the ABC set Dear Romeo - The Love Poems

And it’s just us.
Locked in a turbulent tango
Across an eclipsing ballroom
To the giddy pipes of fate.
My face was aglitter,
Unable to hide the honey
In my eyes.
And you were a handsome shadow
Seeking to conceal.
And yet again we suddenly find ease,
Slipping into a waltz,
Knowing that for some
Strange reason
We flow.

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | September 20, 2008 - 20:46

'Turbulent tango' ... has a nice ring about it. I can almost hear the music as I read this poem.

I also like 'the eclisping ballroom'.

Much enjoyed.

Tina

Nathan Bednarek | September 21, 2008 - 00:11

The structure of this poem is perfect as each word becomes each step of the dance as I read this. Great work ;-X

jennifer | September 22, 2008 - 09:29

I love this phrasing:

'My face was aglitter,
Unable to hide the honey
In my eyes.'

Oh, so well captured...I never had the rhythm for dancing...

MistakenMagic | September 23, 2008 - 16:49

Thank you for such positive feed back everyone :) And don't worry Jennifer, I find writing about dancing far easier than actually dancing! I have no rhythm outside the world of poetry!