Celebrating

Like dominoes falling
the baton is passed along,
droves of journey's endings...
with hardly any songs.

In memory of every Life that ever was,
for all that survived and died to bring us here,
for our turn... our piece.

When you think about it
every step on Earth is hallowed ground,
every breath contains the dust of lives that were...

Our turn.

I tip my hat in celebration
and dance for my time in the circle...
care to join me.?

— themoonman, Jul 18, 2008

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Critiques

Candlewitch

18 years ago

outstanding

let's dance... Always, Cat

themoonman

18 years ago

Bowing...

in the middle of my dance to you Cat.. thanks for reading. Richard

Rett

18 years ago

Dah da dah da dum

OOPS, Darn, she wanted to dance with you. Sorry. Seriously, This is seriously good man. I tip my hat to you (just ignore the thinning hair) Well done. Great poem, great message! 5/5 Rett: Nancy Astor: “Sir, if you were my husband, I would give you poison.” Churchill: “If I were your husband I would take it.”

themoonman

18 years ago

Hi Rett...

thank you for that picture of your thinning hair, and for taking time to comment on my poem... wow, I'm dancing now! really thank you for your comments, it makes me feel I said it well.. Richard

rider68

18 years ago

Oh Richard

Richard This is so very, very good, quite Brilliant, I could be encouraged to give you a turn myself, hahaha, wouldn't that be some-thing, sorry getting side tracked, and i now have a rather ill image, of us 2 doing a turn, But truthfully, very well done, Tipping my Hat Sir, Be well Richard, Peter ~~~~~~~~~Creativity Is to think more efficiently~~~~~~~~~~

themoonman

18 years ago

Damn...

now I've got the picture too... lol. thank you Peter and you've sure got me smiling tonight. we can all dance the life dance together without predjudice, at least in my version.. thanks for reading. Richard

orgami

18 years ago