right angle symmetries
herringbone visions
substantial in oak
catch the durable dance
that adult choreography
passing its passionate
footfalls across deeply
waxed softly polished
arrangements of grain
laid for well ordered
living by lovers who
learn from the music
to move as an elegant
surefooted unit among
the vicissitudes cast
in their path like dull
shadows attempting to
shame the warm sheen
of a floor a foundation
designed so precisely
to stand its support
for the intricate bliss
of the tango that time
and contentment turn
into a delicate waltz
Brilliant!
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appreciate that very much
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I can almost hear the steps taken in the dance of a long life.
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I’m pleased the feeling came through
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https://thelighteningandthefire.wordpress.com/2015/06/10/the-working-class/
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thanks for the visit
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Oh my my my! Gorgeous poem, and I do love parquet.
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exquisite.
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thank you most kindly
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Graceful . . .
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only in my dreams
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I knew you were describing a tango before I got to that place in your poem. You created a new art of the dance.
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the dance of life
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