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Don’t Hold Back Your Dance

Updated on October 24, 2017
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Charmaine is a poet and freelance writer who offers a Cartomancy service. Charmaine loves ideas and using a holistic approach to life.

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Introduction

Flying in the silence of the glider together with dancing a dervish’s swirl, is a metaphor for the flight of ascension.

I hope you enjoy my little poem of the dance to resurrection.


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Don’t Hold Back Your Dance


Lines of heat and blood,

soar to the tips with a thud,

flapping like graceful eagle wings,

to reach the heights of sublime minglings.


Are we trapped or protected,

in our bubble elected,

that gleans life large?

The silence is deafening and supercharged.


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Life pulsates the feet,

weaving a hypnotic beat to an eternal rhyme,

that encircles both body and mind of long time


Flying high and beyond,

real or projected bonds,

serenity falls an invisible cloak,

allowing one to glide up, down or go slowpoke.

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Giddiness bubbles a felt elation,

wobbling the body with dilation,

throwing the mind,

and shaking up all that binds.


I, as matter, with what that matters,

is invisible, whole and an unseen ladder.

Doesn’t matter if it is a flying machine,

flying feet or mind sheen.



The dance of the Sufis,

is like the flight in a glider you fear,

both is ascension,

experiencing a resurrection.

The Dervishes dance is something

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© 2017 Threekeys

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      Threekeys 2 weeks ago from Australia

      True (smile)....all the best to you and your loved ones Tamara.

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      Tamara Yancosky Moore 2 weeks ago from Uninhabited Regions

      This is splendid, passionate, and intelligently-penned. I do love to dance, and this poem makes me feel like either putting my dancing shoes on, or my chasity belt. The romance of dance! Magnificent.