Photo Friday: When she dances

When she dances

when she dances
earth and sky
bend with her

fire leaps
like hands
telling stories

river moves
in calligraphic

mist shrouds
mountain shoulder

-- Maureen Shaughnessy

Today's post began with a randomly chosen prompt from Poetry Thursday, writing some words inspired by an image. I made the above collage for no other reason than "I had to," and the words just came as I watched what I was making.

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The Poetry Thursday crowd is on summer break which gives me "official" permission to do what I always do anyway -- that is, to ignore the weekly prompt. Or not.

also posted for the theme, Active:


gautami said...

Beautiful collage. Lovely words too.

welcome to my universe said...

A completely lovely poem.

Pip said...

This is so beautiful that I want to share it with all my girlfriends, particularly the ones who have danced with me around fires and under the stars!

Pam said...

I have always loved to dance, even alone. And especially outside. Your poem and art touched my soul.

Crafty Green Poet said...

Your poem really captures the sense of dancing. Beautiful collage too.

Tammy said...

Stunning poetry that really compliments your "Friday Photo." You picture's always bring beauty to my eye's! HUGS