Something happened today
and I didn’t want to tell you.
It felt almost like freedom used to,
this lack of desire
to sparkle in your attention.
Part of me danced—no, not all of me,
not even my feet, just something in my blood
discovering this new rhythm, for me,
a virgin version of movement
that leaves my toes intact,
so who cares if they twinkle?
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and all kinds of witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me.
I’m known as Dena Brown to the revenuers and pollsters.
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Comments (4)
So glad you are dancing for yourself
You make me want to dance with you! This is a lovely piece!
I love the spunkiness of your hidden mysteries :)
Oooh. I love the gentle but not pompous wordplay and the idea of movement that leaves your toes intact reminds me of ballerinas and how risky it can be. Superb revelatory and quiet celebratory poem even if there are tints if sadness. Change does that