Archive for the ‘dancing’ Tag

~ Night Dreams ~   1 comment




Tonight I am far away.

I am in another time and space, holding a beautiful young girl in my arms and dancing to

the melody of a soft, slow waltz.  She is smiling sweetly.  No words are spoken.  None need

be as our hearts are so entwined that each knows instinctively what the other is thinking.

There are at least a hundred other people at the dance but we neither see nor hear them as

we are lost in an intimately private world of our own.

 Veranda - Buena Vista - Biloxi

The music in the Buena Vista ballroom died and the band packed up and was leaving.  We danced out onto the veranda to the music that kept playing in our hearts that night.  Til then, neither had voiced the words “I love you”, but we’d heard them a thousand times in each other’s eyes.




~Equinox~   1 comment




The autumn equinox has come…, and is almost gone, bringing with it the changes in the year, and the weather.  Days will become shorter, cooler, and nature will surrender to a moment of color and then fade to dormancy.  Do we do that too, reach an equinox in our lives and then fade to dormancy and in finality, to death?  Some do…., not me.  I’m still going to be dancing, dreaming, and living life’s party, right up til I close my eyes and take my final breath !!!






Posted September 23, 2014 by PapaBear in Experiences, Personal, Prose

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In the Shadows   4 comments




Dancing in the shadows
hidden from the light.
 Love seeks its privacy
in the quiet of the night.





Posted June 30, 2014 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Memories, Personal, Poetry

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Into the Air   7 comments


Feelings racing up on high

Dancing lightly ‘cross the sky

Laughing while our spirits fly

Never asking who or why.


Splashing sprightly through a stream

Chasing a vision of rainbows

Following an illusive dream

Down the path that life goes


Grinning, smiling, lightly singing

Everything here is passing fair

Music sounds and bells are ringing

Cares and worries go….,  up into the air.






Posted January 9, 2013 by PapaBear in Photo, Poetry

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