Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Whispers to How To Wash A Car With A Baby 
Whispers coming from the dance floor 
Whispers coming from a dirt car to a father 


Whispers (free form poem) 

If you could see her on the dance floor
You couldn’t help but feel her moves
Calling you in whispers so loud so loud
Do you want more You want more You want more
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I draped my arms around this soft pearl
The music held us to explore
Take me to your world she whispers whispers
Let’s make it whirl Make it whirl Make it whirl
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Time then stopped and people disappeared
We rose to our heaven apart
Whispers echoing She wants to wants to
Still the beat of the music… or is it my heart
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For this moment, two transform to one
She feels my thoughts. I share her form
What need for whispers when her eyes her eyes
The midnight sun… time for fun. I’m undone.
She whispers… 


The dance floor transforms in this free form poem. The most notable thing about this poem are the echoes. The breaks represent a change in scene: for example, in the first stanza he is looking at her. In the second stanza they are dancing together. And so forth... 

Years of practicing (I'm a slow learner) didn't go to waste. Arlene and I were pretty good dancers. We weren't professionals, but we went out dancing a lot. One of our most memorable evenings was when The Crew, Arlene and I were part of, went down to Tingles with Gary and Gloria Poole. Gary and Gloria were a brother and sister dance team and Disco Dance Champions. They were also close cousins of Valerie, a member of The Crew. Gloria and I had a crush on one another, way back when, but it never evolved into anything.  

Gary heard about how good Arlene and I were on the dance floor. He had an ego equal to mine. He challenged me to a dance show down. Gary, being a big star, had no problem  talking the Tingles' owner into the show down. Arlene and I chose Malo's "Suavecito" as our song. We were doing pretty good until I made a mistake. I had Arlene close to me and looked into her eyes. All of the sudden the crowd of people disappear. We forgot about the competition. There was only the music and us two. Needless to say, Gary and Gloria blew us away. Later that evening, Gary told Arlene and me that he saw, on the dance floor, why people enjoyed watching us dance. 

(If the poem suggests something more - maybe) 

In today's world, more than ever, we are constantly under the mold of group think. We are told what is in style, what is beautiful, what to believe, what is important. Our computers are making it easier and easier to gather information about us. Information to mold us. To make us easier to control. There are some instances when group think is valuable: like safety and emergencies, for example. But what is important to our life is what we believe. What is important to us? It is vital that we cultivate this in ourselves and in others. Some may believe in a supreme being, while others may not. It's okay. We can still live happily together. So it is with all things. The only rule is that we and our beliefs should not hurt anyone or anything. This is our life. That is their life. The wonder of it all. That individuals, who are all different, can exist together. And together we can win our freedom and Enjoy. 


Back at the dance: Malo "Suavecito" 

Speaking about freedom, does your car need washing 


According to Professional Carwashing and Detailing the best car wash in America is Mister Car Wash, headquarter in Tuscon, Arizona. This company was established in 1969 and is now operating in 20 states. If there is not a Mister Car Wash near you Jordan Watson, of How to DAD, has another idea. 
Now fathers, pay close attention. "HOW TO WASH A CAR WITH A BABY" 


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22 comments:

  1. I met my late husband on a dance floor, knew from the word go he was the one for me.
    Lovely poem and some good music also.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Sounds to me like a marvelous love story
      Thank you for the dream

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  2. PS: I used to reside at a house ownce owned by Shelley's son also called Percy.

    Yvonne.

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  3. Yeah, as long as we aren't hurting anyone else, believe what one wants. The whole group think crap, besides as you said safety and such, is dumb. But people find comfort in being sheep it seems.

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    1. "Group think" - something to warn people about. I'm sure we can count on you.
      Thank you for the affirmation

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  4. Romantic Poem. I like whispers as much as kisses.
    Lisa

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    1. Thank you for the compliment.
      May life always whisper to you

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  5. Group think is too often an excuse not to think. And yes, think and do what you like as long as no-one is harmed.

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    1. Group think is also a means to control. The TSA is a good example. Explore the truth.
      Thank you and have fun.

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  6. What a romantic poem! I think it's wonderful that you lost yourselves in each other even when dancing to compete...

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    1. Thank you for the compliment and the wonderful feedback

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  7. This reads much like the lyrics of a very catchy song!

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    1. That is a nice compliment
      Rhank you and nice to see you

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  8. I loved to dance many moons ago, but in my adult years did not get to dance nearly enough.One thing I would change were I to do it all again. Smiles.

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    1. I know you were lovely on the dance floor. Those really were the days.
      Thank you so

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  9. Lovely poem
    It's a pity you don't have a video of the two of you dancing, that would be something amazing to see.

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    1. One of my stupidities. I also didn't let people take pictures of me.
      I could kill that guy.
      But Thank You

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  10. Enchanting poetry and mesmerizing story!!!

    your way with words and dealing with your expressions is really deep and strong that holds the heart for long!
    i was able to feel the moment when you both felt that all else is disappeared and jut both of you were left to be One and share each other's existence .so magical.
    here in our middle class society we do not go club for dancing but yes sometime in chilly moods we make some dancing like moves together and let our souls float above free of our physical being!
    thank you for sharing the joy Martin !

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    1. Thank you for your words of praise.
      I also enjoy the insights into your world.
      Sounds like your a good dancer too

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  11. This certainly dances - i love the image of the arm around the soft pearl - it shows great tenderness.. as if treasuring someone very special indeed

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    1. So glad that you enjoyed.
      Thank you for the good feelings

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