Jolanta Gradowicz


Dancing In The Morning - Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz

It comes suddenly in the small hours -
It appears when I can’t stand this world,
And when I can’t hold back my bitter tears.
It’s a morning dance – I am in a whirl…

My veins are filled with tones of music,
I feel the new fresh blood in my bones,
My soul feels the rhythm - the dance is magic.
I hear nothing except for the loud tones.

It’s my lonely dancing in the morning.
It comes into being out of the blue.
It brings new power – I feel my heart beating,
Now I can look at everything anew.


Comments about Dancing In The Morning by Jolanta Gradowicz

  • (7/20/2006 3:07:00 PM)


    What a beautiful.positive piece. The imagery is charming. One could hope that this dance lasted all day long.

    kind regards,

    Sandra
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  • (6/16/2006 8:16:00 AM)


    A wonderful way to clear the blues. Well done.

    Patricia Gale
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  • (6/16/2006 8:16:00 AM)


    A wonderful way to clear the blues. Well done.

    Patricia Gale
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 24, 2007


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