My Friday Night Or A Kindled Love Affair
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I heard it was a celebration of the full moon
but had no idea what to expect.
As Jill and I walked across the field
we heard the rhythmic beats of a drum circle.
I could tell she was frightened
by the way she clutched my hand.
Eventually we saw the dancing flames
through the sparse foliage.
When we arrived, we witnessed
a gypsy ballet of fire, and music, and passion.
Great gorgeous globes of fire fifteen foot tall
spewed from mouths of uncivilized night-dwellers
as others danced with a purpose
that seemed to transcend spirituality itself.
Two, three, four, five people at a time
twirled fire around their heads
in intigrate patterns that dazzled hearts,
bewildered brains, and left mouths speechless.
It was an intensely beatiful display
of barbaric nature at it's crudest.
but had no idea what to expect.
As Jill and I walked across the field
we heard the rhythmic beats of a drum circle.
I could tell she was frightened
by the way she clutched my hand.
Eventually we saw the dancing flames
through the sparse foliage.
When we arrived, we witnessed
a gypsy ballet of fire, and music, and passion.
Great gorgeous globes of fire fifteen foot tall
spewed from mouths of uncivilized night-dwellers
as others danced with a purpose
that seemed to transcend spirituality itself.
Two, three, four, five people at a time
twirled fire around their heads
in intigrate patterns that dazzled hearts,
bewildered brains, and left mouths speechless.
It was an intensely beatiful display
of barbaric nature at it's crudest.
"Nobody is ever promised tomorrow. Increase the peace."
~Juan Azize
~Juan Azize
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Because she was afraid of Jack.
I mean really who makes up childrens (ran)
nursery ryhmes anyway?
Shall we dance?
and amaterasu, not quite sure how to respond.... so i'll just say yes.
~Juan Azize
it's a wonderful poem.....but I have a problem with the adjective finest......barbaric nature at its crudest perhaps?
~Juan Azize