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One Wild and Precious Life
Long brown curls catch my eye
Framing her face, innocent, aware
Bouncing curls bob to the beat
Youthful energy, beautiful!
The street drummers dance
Whacking rocking rhythms
Sharp, short yells and clapping hands
Crowd gathers and dollars fly
The street is chaos, beautiful!
All die, and some much too soon said a poet
This moment will be distant then
Will it be a regret, or joy?
I stand still, frozen in fear
The poet whispers, “What is it you plan to do with your one wild
and precious life?”
“Shall we dance?” I ask the girl with brown curls
She smiles, “Yes!”
We dance in joy. Beautiful!
Framing her face, innocent, aware
Bouncing curls bob to the beat
Youthful energy, beautiful!
The street drummers dance
Whacking rocking rhythms
Sharp, short yells and clapping hands
Crowd gathers and dollars fly
The street is chaos, beautiful!
All die, and some much too soon said a poet
This moment will be distant then
Will it be a regret, or joy?
I stand still, frozen in fear
The poet whispers, “What is it you plan to do with your one wild
and precious life?”
“Shall we dance?” I ask the girl with brown curls
She smiles, “Yes!”
We dance in joy. Beautiful!
Published 15th May 2020
Author's Note
Sometimes life changing decisions are made in the chaos of street music. Thanks to Mary Oliver for the poet's line.
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15th May 2020 12:44pm
This is one heck of a write! For a moment my screen came alive with your vivid words.... Beautiful, deep and thought provoking
15th May 2020 1:52pm
15th May 2020 5:28pm
Dance the night away with the woman who makes your heart sing. Keep on writing.
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