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.<\/p>\n
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And So I Danced<\/p>\n
Upon Eden\u2019s velvet grass
\nI danced –
\nI saw great Adam drifting past
\nAnd Eve in her snake-trance, yawn
\nUpon the velvet lawn –
\nLife saw me spinning with delight –
\nCalled out, dance for me –
\nAnd so I danced<\/p>\n
I danced out of Eden –
\nThinking; It\u2019s only for awhile –
\nLife smiled at my youthful steps
\nAnd led me mile by mile
\nAway from the lawns of silk –
\nThe never fading flowers –
\nCalling, Dance for life –
\nAnd so I danced.<\/p>\n
Great Adam haunted y sight,
\nEve forever young, wept rain –
\nAgain and yet again,
\nI searched for Eden\u2019s path –
\nBut in vain –
\nLife pushed me into steps of
\nDancing pain,
\nAnd so I danced.<\/p>\n
Whenever I saw a coil,
\nThat slithered like a snake,
\nI\u2019d remember Eden\u2019s warmth –
\nAnd my soul ached
\nWith mistakes –
\nI danced to music of the world –
\nYet Heaven\u2019s notes I heard –
\nFrom simple, small singing birds –
\nThat circled Adam\u2019s ribs –
\nBut life called me to dance –
\nAnd so I did –<\/p>\n
With grief I came to Eden\u2019s gate,
\nIt was covered by thick mist –
\nAnd only by a thousand chances –
\nCould I find the way back in –
\nGreat Adam held his side
\nWith weary hands –
\nBeautiful Eve moaned
\nIn long, deep sighs –
\nI tried to push the gate aside –
\nAnd dance upon the velvet grass
\nBut life called me to obey the dance,
\nAnd Eden\u2019s gate was closed –
\nI could not pass the creatures of the dark –
\nAnd so I danced.<\/p>\n
\u00a9 Sh\u00e4nne Sands 2010<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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