At dVerse Lisa is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write using the word abide. dVerse Poets – Quadrille – The Dude Abides
“The dancer’s body is simply the luminous manifestation of the soul.” Isadora Duncan
Stirred There she was, hips swirling colour, head flicked back, her eyes laughing, toes double time, double shot of fantasy, bass line harmony, stirred not shaken, sipping hazy smoke parched and spinning closer and closer, she hitched her skirt, I flipped tails abiding with her. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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lovely memories for the senses! ❤️
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Thank you Cindy.
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you’re welcome Paul!
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There she was just a-walkin’ down the street, singin’ “Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do” .
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And one of my fave songs too, she looked good 🙂
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You really bring the dancer’s image to life: conjures up images of seeing flamenco when I was in Spain 💃
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I like that image Ingrid, Flamenco is stirring and passionate.
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Olé!
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Ha, yes, Ole.
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A beautiful set of images Paul… even without the great photo!
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I’m so glad it had that affect, thank you Dwight.
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yes, well done!
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🙂
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Very sensory–I can almost hear the music, and I can see her dancing.
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I like your sensory response Merril, many thanks.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Bravo💃Bravo💃Bravo👏👏👏She must be me in that dress cause I draws a crowd wherever I get started💃I can picture her dancing gracefully down memory lane🤓What A Day In The Neighborhood😘👏Love it Mr Paul💙
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There’s nothing like being in that space, dance on 🙂
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Think I’m Not💃🤗
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🙂
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the brevity of lines give impact and rhythm
“double shot of fantasy,
bass line harmony,”
I can see why abiding was the only option here!
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Transfixed and grooving, thank you Laura.
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So deliriously playful. Lovely.
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I like how you put it, delirious indeed.
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a sensory indulgence 🙂
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Indeed, sigh, 🙂
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how’s that book going?
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Well, it has been a bastard year, so hoping for a better run in 21. I’ll be glad to see the back of this year.
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I don’t know of a single soul who would disagree with that! Good luck
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I’ll need it 🙂
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I know my soul never feels as free as when I’m dancing. Love the quote and love the dancing you describe.
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In the zone, thank you Lisa.
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You’re welcome.
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This is swoon-worthy !! 💝💝
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I love that thought, yes, it is that, thank you so much Sanaa. 🙂
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I love watching dancers 🙂 A wonderful poem that brings the experience to life
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Your poem immediately brought to mind Lorca’s essay on the duende.
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Well that means I”m in high company then. Thank you so much Liz.
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Indeed you are, and you’re welcome, Paul.
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🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you very much Chuck
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My Pleasure!
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“double shot of fantasy” “sipping hazy smoke” — It doesn’t get better than this 🙂
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Many thanks Dora 🙂
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Beautiful expressions!
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Thank you so much for sharing this.
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Beautiful
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Many thanks.
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