Treasure Island

Brian Wake

(Liverpool)

Country Dancing


There is nothing to be frightened of, she said,
but come along and lie here on the bed.
We spoke of country dancing and of how
so very sad it was to have to dance alone,
to move in time with no-one’s steps and music but your own.

But there is nothing to be frightened of, she said,
and come, my dear, and lie down on the bed.

And country dancing was the only time I ever moved.
A solitary shuffler, shadow-partnered, I improved,
danced the days away from wall to wall
and, although I often stumbled, they had taught me how to fall.

But when the dancing ended I could always hear
a voice that told me there was nothing there at all to fear.
There is absolutely nothing to be frightened of my dear.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Country Dancing by Brian Wake )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. When I see u, dipa bhattacharyya
  2. This Flower, Rohit Sapra
  3. Pretend, dipa bhattacharyya
  4. This unknown world هذا العالم المجهول, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  5. IF, dipa bhattacharyya
  6. This unknown world, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  7. Grace, Scott J. Shepard
  8. My chidhood poem collection -2, soulful heart
  9. Pleasant Weather, Royal Flower
  10. Friend-Zoned, Foster Teegarden

Poem of the Day

poet Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
...... Read complete »

   

Trending Poems

  1. 04 Tongues Made Of Glass, Shaun Shane
  2. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  3. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  4. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  5. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  6. 1914 V: The Soldier, Rupert Brooke
  7. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep, Mary Elizabeth Frye
  8. If, Rudyard Kipling
  9. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  10. Nothing Gold Can Stay, Robert Frost

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]