Where my poems come from. I don;t deign my work with the title poetry, I think of them as thoughts I idly write down. I am not a natural poet I was brought up by a natural poet and her work has always filled my mind. So, for those of you who want to know, this is some of my mother’s work.
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And So I Danced
Upon Eden’s velvet grass
I danced –
I saw great Adam drifting past
And Eve in her snake-trance, yawn
Upon the velvet lawn –
Life saw me spinning with delight –
Called out, dance for me –
And so I danced
I danced out of Eden –
Thinking; It’s only for awhile –
Life smiled at my youthful steps
And led me mile by mile
Away from the lawns of silk –
The never fading flowers –
Calling, Dance for life –
And so I danced.
Great Adam haunted y sight,
Eve forever young, wept rain –
Again and yet again,
I searched for Eden’s path –
But in vain –
Life pushed me into steps of
Dancing pain,
And so I danced.
Whenever I saw a coil,
That slithered like a snake,
I’d remember Eden’s warmth –
And my soul ached
With mistakes –
I danced to music of the world –
Yet Heaven’s notes I heard –
From simple, small singing birds –
That circled Adam’s ribs –
But life called me to dance –
And so I did –
With grief I came to Eden’s gate,
It was covered by thick mist –
And only by a thousand chances –
Could I find the way back in –
Great Adam held his side
With weary hands –
Beautiful Eve moaned
In long, deep sighs –
I tried to push the gate aside –
And dance upon the velvet grass
But life called me to obey the dance,
And Eden’s gate was closed –
I could not pass the creatures of the dark –
And so I danced.
© Shänne Sands 2010