We Are The Music
You say,
pull the shade!
Or the neighbors will see!
I say,
What will they see?
Us dancing?
I rest my head
upon your shoulder
and am happy
in the embrace.
Us dancing
in the kitchen
too small to move much,
but close in heart.
I say,
keep dancing.
You say,
but there is no music!
I say,
we are the music. . . . .
About Veronica Hallissey
Veronica Hallissey has been writing since the 1960s, with her poetry published in a variety of small press magazines. Born into a farm family in Lockport, NY, and educated at the University of Buffalo and other midwest institutions, she brings and unusual point-of-view to her poetry, combining strong natural images with a deep spiritual language. She lives in Lake Forest, CA.
e mail from Suzanne. . . .So simple, so deep. . . .
e mail from Linnea. . . .A gentle reminder for us all. . . very sweet. Good way to start my day.
e mail from Al. . . .Very timely. Cindy and I are dancing in the kitchen with our 1 year old grandson just now.
This brought tears of joy to my eyes. I feel this, I know this…
Maria, sometimes it is necessary just to see the words in print verifying what we feel is real. It is real and is what life is about. Thank you taking time to comment.