{"id":37665,"date":"2017-08-05T19:34:15","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T23:34:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=37665"},"modified":"2017-08-05T19:34:15","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T23:34:15","slug":"poem-11-lifes-dance-inspired-by-swallowtail-jig","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/poem-11-lifes-dance-inspired-by-swallowtail-jig\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 11-Life&#8217;s Dance (inspired by Swallowtail Jig)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When we are very young<\/p>\n<p>We dance, we sway<\/p>\n<p>Instinctively<\/p>\n<p>We watch others<\/p>\n<p>But we swirl on our own<\/p>\n<p>Letting the music take us and we take the music<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In youth we dance in circles<\/p>\n<p>Laughing<\/p>\n<p>Alcohol, the sensuality, the joy consumes us<\/p>\n<p>We stop only when the music stops<\/p>\n<p>Anxious to jump up again after a quick swig<\/p>\n<p>And an electric touch<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A few years later<\/p>\n<p>Responsibilities consume us<\/p>\n<p>Dancing is for the frivolous<\/p>\n<p>We dance when we must<\/p>\n<p>At weddings or parties<\/p>\n<p>Consumed by how we look<\/p>\n<p>How we measure up<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In middle age<\/p>\n<p>Our defenses begin to come down<\/p>\n<p>We move our feet to the music<\/p>\n<p>We get up for a few<\/p>\n<p>Smiling until we are out of breath<\/p>\n<p>Joyous until our bodies grow weary<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In old age<\/p>\n<p>We sit more, dance less<\/p>\n<p>We smile watching the young<\/p>\n<p>Wistfully trading places in our minds<\/p>\n<p>Our souls are lifted with the music<\/p>\n<p>Our bodies weighted with age<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the end it is the music that pulls us<\/p>\n<p>Out of our bodies and to the light<\/p>\n<p>Weight gone, responsibilities relieved<\/p>\n<p>We no longer care about how we look<\/p>\n<p>We are our sensuality<\/p>\n<p>Our joyousness<\/p>\n<p>We dance into light<\/p>\n<p>Casting out our judgements and limitations<\/p>\n<p>We are the music<\/p>\n<p>We are the dance<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; When we are very young We dance, we sway Instinctively We watch others But we swirl on our own Letting the music take us and we take the music &nbsp; In youth we dance in circles Laughing Alcohol, the sensuality, the joy consumes us&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-37665","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37665","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=37665"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37665\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":37978,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37665\/revisions\/37978"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37665"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=37665"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37665"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}