Dancing With Poetry
I miss dancing with you, my friend,
‘cross the open floor where we’d etch our verse
Rhyming in rhythm till the party’s end.
What romantic images we’d traverse !
Take my hand, one more stanza please.
Alliteratively we’ll step out a fanciful song
Then sway to a sonnet with equal ease.
Oh, your sweet presence has been absent too long.
Let’s make a date, at semester’s end,
We’ll waltz onto a brand new page
With creative words and thoughts that wend
their way, once more, to the poetic stage
Claiming Hawaii as her true home, Molly Moore is currently residing in Seattle, Washington, pursuing a nursing degree. Perhaps her previous career as an international flight attendant is what launched Molly’s "flights of fancy" into poetry. A love of rhythm and rhyme sparks her creative side, especially while outdoors in nature.