Tonight the band is playing our songs
Come, darling, while the night is young
let us merge as strings and bells
I know you, baby. like the Bible spells
Dance me darkly to the edge of dawn
dance me slowly, dance me wild
Dance me madly till the music’s gone
dance me to exhaustion, child.
My first 55 in a long time, Today it’s OLN at dVerse and Mish hosts. Bring your one poem and join us at 9 PM CET.
I’ve not come across this form before, Bjorn, but I like it: a wild dance indeed!
A fabulous 55, Bjorn! I like the idea of dancing darkly to the edge of dawn 💝💝
A terrific two-step – I like ‘how the bible spells’ and the poem reminds of me of Leonard Cohen’s ‘dance me to the end of love’ except your dance does not end there
p.s. have never done a 55er!
Ha… yes I actually listened to Leonard Cohen while writing this.
The movement, tinged with tension, is palpable in this poetry, constricted, I understand, by the 55 word limit, and yet each counting, with some powerful allegory.
I think writing with constraints is a way for you to value the word for sound rhythm and meaning… Loved your crazy story, what a life that must have been… and maybe Karen is out there somewhere reading what you write.
Years ago, a poet hosted a weekly 55 event. I prefer it to our 44 actually.
Galen did that… and I think that Hedge still carries on from time to time.
There was also a 33 word prompt called Triefecta as well
I think the 55 word limit served you well here and that Mr. Cohen was a good source for inspiration!
A kick-ass 55 and a dance to toast the angels!
Nice 55. Yet the poem continues beyond the limit in its intrigue and yearning.
“Dance me darkly to the edge of dawn”: Wow. Just love that line among many others which sweeps us away in stirring passion and the wild exhilaration of new love.
“Dance me darkly to the edge of dawn” What a delightful idea!
A seductive 55! It’s probably been several years since I did a 55. I remember those fondly.
And dance you shall!Nicely penned 🙂
dance me wild
Gorgeous. Poem and photo and rhythm. Love.
Love this (and the image too)
That sounds like a beautiful dance! Nicely done in 55 words 🙂
Always good to see a 55, and this one dances like Fred Astaire. I especially like the ending, Bjorn. Made me smile at memories. And as the g-man would say, have a kickass weekend.
“Dance me darkly to the edge of dawn” – Yes, indeed.
Reminds me of Leonard Cohen..and that ain’t bad!
What an interesting compact form, and what a disturbing image! You can so feel the dance steps in the rhythm of the poem 🙂