Welcome to another Friday Night Quickwrite. As the days are heating up (at least here in Indiana!), I hope you take some time to grab a pen, a notebook, and a refreshing drink and write with me.
I stumbled upon a blog I want to share with you. Tales of the old forest faeries is simply beautiful! The photos are stunning, and the poetry is inspirational.
Tonight I share with you a poem titled “She Danced.”
And, that very night
She danced,
Like
She had never danced before
Like she knew
She would never
Dance
Like that, again
Poem written by Athey Thompson
After reading this poem several times, I began to see a metaphor for life. When were the times I “danced” in my life? (Metaphorically because I don’t dance!) Danced like I had never danced before? Like I knew I never would?
This poem took me to how my parents divorce affected me and how my husband was a gift because marrying him was when I truly learned to dance again. The poem led to the notebook page, which led to the blog post – The BIG Dance.
Where does this poem, or any of the poems from the blog, take you? I would love for you to write with me any time this week and share your thoughts or your process. Happy Writing!
Leigh Anne teaches 6th grade ELA in southern Indiana and is trying to beat the heat by spending time in the pool and sipping sweet iced tea! You can find her on Twitter @Teachr4 or on her blog, A Day in the Life.
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Thank you for sharing this blog- it is beautiful.
A different poem spoke to me. The one titled And, if.
Here it is…
And, if I shall ever lose hope
Faith shall be waiting
To walk along with me.
It brought me down the trail of thinking about the difference between these to words in my life. To me, hope is in our human heart and it ebbs and flows based on our moods at the time. Faith is larger to me with its base being spiritual with a complete trust in God. It reassured me to know that if my hope wavers or dies that it is being backed up by something larger. To me faith is what revives hope in my heart and mind.
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What a beautiful response to this poem. Your words have a sense of peace to them. I have a feeling I will be going to this blog again and again. Thanks for writing with me this weekend!
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This poem reminded me of the first time I heard the song, I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack. In the movie, The Family that Preys by Tyler Perry, this song plays when on of the characters dies (sorry, if this is a spoiler).
When I listen to and read the lyrics, i am reminded that life really is very short, and we need to should, must take/make every opportunity to dance (whatever that looks like for each of us). I responded in my notebook and pasted a copy of the lyrics to the song in my notebook. Thank you Leigh Anne and Lee Ann for the reminder.
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Donnetta,
I heard that song many years ago when my son was little. He will be 21 in a few weeks. My son was shy, clung to my leg and was not a risk taker. That song echoed my thoughts for him in his life as he grew. I wanted to embrace life and dance through all it brought him. That song brings tears to my eyes still.
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I love that song! Isn’t that exactly what we wish for our children – to dance! I am glad this prompt inspired you!
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