68 – Dance

Franks’s beautifully written tribute to the joy and power of dance is a must read!

Beach Walk Reflections: Thoughts from thinking while walking

This is a response to Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt.

Click the video above for 2 minutes of background waves while reading.

I like walking on the beach. It is good for the mind, body, and soul – and refreshing on my feet.

As I start walking, an early wave causes me to dart out of the way to keep my feet dry – at least for the moment. Then it hits me – today is Friday – our normal dance night at home. I miss my dance friends, too. I’m sure they will pop into my head this evening, but for now, I will focus on dance as my topic for the day.

Whether a series of actions or a social event, dance is a noun or a verb whose forms are related.

For me, I think of ballroom: The smooth dances as Foxtrot and Waltz; plus their variations as…

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Literary Lines ~ National Poetry Month Edition

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“There Will Come Soft Rain”, Literary Lines, National Poetry Month, Sara Teasdale

There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.
Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

~ Sara Teasdale, There Will Come Soft Rain ~