Walter Osauwagboe

The Dance - Poem by Walter Osauwagboe

The clouds gathered
And I thought the sky was an art
For a while it stood
Like a tent over the burning sun

So as children we stayed outdoor
And danced, swirling vigorously
To the regular songs we sang
With each voice fading into the other

Exposing how our hearts
Fueled our legs with strength

To skip,
To slide,
To step
On toes- ours and others

Under the shade of our music
The nightingale would applaud
But time wearied by our sport
Dispelled the clouds
Still our music plays…

So if any warm our floor again
And see a million footprints
May they see how well the twenty-two
Enjoyed the dance as one.

Comments about The Dance by Walter Osauwagboe

  • (6/13/2011 1:55:00 AM)

    Nice poem. Great sentiments. The poem is rich in imagery and style.
    Great write indeed.
    I give it 10/10.
    Kindly read and rate my poem 'A humble complaint' on page 2.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, June 13, 2011

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