If I am ever feeling sad
Sometimes I write it out
Other times I sing the words out loud
Or I just let my body shout
For there is a word in each movement
A fluid physical poetry
One that is not penned on paper
But in my blood that sets me free
If my mind finds a reason to worry
I’ll stomp it out with my own two feet
Drown it out to the sound of the rhythm
Let it race against my heartbeat
They say some dance to remember
And some dance to forget
So I’ll dance until I find myself
Until I out dance past regrets
♥
And it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back
Given half the chance would I take any of it back?
It’s a fine romance but it’s left me so undone
It’s always darkest before the dawn
Fairytale Epidemic 
What a fanastic song to shake off the shit.
Keep your voice strong, Britt.
Some days the bad memories or negative thoughts find a way to creep up on me, so I try my best so shake it off. This song always does the trick 🙂
It does, doesn’t it?
Anything from Flo creates goosebumps.
Im constantly singing something by them, in my head.
Keep on dancing my friend 🙂
As long as I’m blessed with two functioning feet I shall ^_^
I like your words it sounds like a familiar place.
It’s a place I visit once too often unfortunately. I guess living alone means being alone with your thoughts a lot of the time, so memories have a way of visiting frequently.
“I smile on my off days…” – Jay-Z. Art can mirror the soul.
great poem, not quite as keen on Florence Nightingale I am afraid…lol. Breaking plates on head and whatnot, I should like it, but I would not let her whip me…no way. She looks too much like an aunt I never had, nor wanted….God I am stupid tonight aren’t I? Sorry for doing this here…but I think I will blame Florence. You know, Nightingale.
Welch, my dear J. not Nightingale. Such a random note, but it makes this comment fun. I’m always amused at what you have to say, lol.
Yes I know her name. She reminds me of my mum. Actually that is a lie. Sorry. But I did know her name. She reminds me of Florence Nightingale. Except it is more kind of how I imagine she might have looked. Actually that is not true either….I am glad I amuse you. 🙂
Oh John >_<
p.s. you missed my video. You can see the pillows I got from Australia in them! I forgot to tell you but Suzy reminded me when she brought them up.
Hi Britt…where abouts? Sorry, I am ditzy aren’t I? I can see a big pic…but surely that huge yellow contraption is not a pillow from Australia…you must think I am a complete imbecile…sorry!
I don’t think it showed up in a lot of readers, but here:
https://fairytaleepidemic.wordpress.com/2013/04/06/270-the-sirens-call/
They’re green and pink pillows with bows on them! ^_^ And you are not an imbecile, not in the slightest. ♥
thanks! 🙂
Well set up to be one thing but then gracefully and powerfully turned into something else. Nice!
Thank you John 🙂
Yes! This totally resonates with me! The body has its own poetic language and form of creative expression! I love the last lines – I’ll dance until I find myself until I out dance past regrets! And I love how your poem relates to the song Shake it out. Great post! 🙂
Even if one were to have two left feet, it is liberating to sway your body in this form of expression. I try to tie all the songs, poetry and pictures together – makes it more cohesive, thank you ^_^
I love the message here of stomping out the worry – removing the negative vibes!! 🙂 Some people really do dance just to do this – spiritual or otherwise. Must be some association in our brains to do with movement – moving on and not being stagnant. And that certainly comes across in the video. I know the song well – love Florence And The Machine! But I hadn’t seen that video before – she really does shake it off in there!!! 😀
I absolutely love this video, and I do dance like her to this song when the need arises. 😀
Dance has always been a part of me ever since I was a child. I could never stay still for the life of me, so whenever I hear a song, my body just automatically moves. And that necessity has never left me til now.
Nice one! 🙂 As long as we keep moving, we’ll be okay.
I completely agree. Moving on, moving along to a better place and peace of mind 🙂
Nice one, “A fluid physical poetry” 🙂
I find poetry in all sorts of things, I think it’s just a part of me. When words will not suffice, my body will write it out ^_^
I tend to look at things for how they would photo.. Good thing too because my poetry is dire 😀
definitely two fold here. I can certainly understand the physical part of it and wanting to stomp the pain out. nicely done britt..:)
Some days it’s all I can do to get rid of the thoughts that plague me. Most of the time it works, but today I don’t think I danced hard enough to sweat out the bad thoughts; to purge them out through the sweat *sigh*
Another one my reader missed this morning. 😦
Great poem! 🙂
Thank you GE (aka Bradley) ^_^. I think I prefer your nickname. Reminds me of a washing machine for some reason, and I smile because of it, hahaha. Or dance machine, my mind wanders off at times 😛
I like this a lot
Thank you
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we’re made to move
We are definitely made to move. I am blessed to have two working feet, not all are so lucky, so I will not take them for granted. 🙂
Our family is filled with dancers… My wife, kids and I are all fans of music and when the right song comes… The feet start moving!
That is wonderful! I’m the only dancer in the family
Have no idea where it comes from, but my parents have videos of me dancing as a child. Guess some are just born with music in their blood, so when the jam starts, the body will instantly move to the beat! 😛
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