Don't say a word--
Rhinestones and ash, that's the sum of it.
Could anything wonderful come of it?
Don't say a word,
Just reach out your hand and ask me to dance.
We are not young, but the night is,
And suddenly, almost in spite of us,
The feeling comes back
For one last dance.
Darling,
Don't say a word.
________
for Ella's movie prompt at Real Toads.
Ha! First today...
ReplyDelete... and you have recreated the ambience of those old black and whites so well: the moment of the dance, the romance.
.. and when that feeling does return it boggles the mind, heightens all senses.
ReplyDeleteAh, one of my favorites here. Lovely response to the prompt, wonderful clip, and you are now ready for your close-up! 8-)
ReplyDeleteahhh, very nice.
ReplyDeleteDont speak .. you made me think about Dianne Wiest in Woody's Bullets Over Broadway
ReplyDeleteWell done, I love the way you highlighted the dance of life.
ReplyDeleteSo romantic
The "almost in spite of us" - that struck a chord, Shay. Sometimes we push hard against the magic, but the magic still wins.
ReplyDeletetoo bad it's just for one last dance. Loved this, Shay
ReplyDeleteWell, I would say I enjoyed your poem, but I'm too distracted by the offensive photo over on your sidebar. How could you? Haiku Bunny just tries to bring love to the world in 17 syllables!
ReplyDeleteOh this is simply imbued with and dripping in that tantalizing, wordless expectation of romance. Just lovely. And yes my eyes kept sliding off to the bunny Talking To the Hand....hee hee. Where do you find these photos?!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLovely, Shay.
ReplyDeleteLovely... Ah, when the night is young anything can happen.
ReplyDeleteAs old TS said, 'there is only the dance,' and how true it is. This is a sad-sweet distillation of every nostalgic feeling, movie, moment, thought, that is all the more effective for its simplicity and brevity--like the moment. Who says you can't put time in a bottle?
ReplyDeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeletesmiles...sometimes words are not needed...you know last night i danced the living room with my wife...no music except what was between us...i dont ever want to lose the dance...
ReplyDeleteNow how do I follow-up after Brain's amazing comment?
ReplyDeleteWe are not young, but the night is...
that is something I plan on saying someday ... just lovely.
Lovely~I love that it's not a young couple that are enjoying their dance.
ReplyDeleteRhinestones and Ash..that's the sum of it..We are not young but the night is...it is like the dialogue to an old movie...Let us have our one last dance...love it!
ReplyDeleteOh beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely and timeless.
ReplyDeleteLove your poem, Shay. It is classic.
ReplyDeleteThe bunny, as mentioned, is a trifle distracting alongside the poem, but I forgot all about it after I watched the video.
K
love this!
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