Muse of music and dance

Small bit of moon

suspended in dappled clouds

awaken to the hound

eager growl at what moves in the night.

Arising to the prompt

I am startled into lightness to realize

three nights now

repeat nights awaking with a song in my mind.

not lullaby or classical

but dancing music merrily playing

to the radio of my mind.

I sway in the door frame looking at the moon,

and wonder when next I awake

what will be the selection

to move to.

Does it take a quarter to select

or just a snippet taken from what she said,

the muse of distant lands inspire

through beauty and the dance of time

to the festive notes alive in this mind?

Three nights of melody

drifting through

perhaps inspiring the mood,

yet I don’t recall a funeral march

on workdays none the less,

just bouncy song that by the time

the lock hits the door and I walk away,

silence takes over like the death of a soul,

let me go back to the warmth of blankets

and the dreams of dance and music,

and the smiles of a muse sent

with the sun at dawn.

photo credit:
Dance to the Music of Time
Danse à la musique du Temps
Nicolas Poussin

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