Rhythm, meter, movement are our guides

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Actors are the poets of the real.
They mould the air with bodily appeal
The body is the soul  through which we feel
Imprisoned bodies kill the soul ideal.

Dancers fuse with music stretching air.
They push and pull the freedoms that  live there
They play with Newton’s laws as they change gear
The bodies bend and flow with utter zeal.

Singers touch us deeply to the core.
As we listen with  our shrunken hearts  so sore
We  will cry out, oh, more,oh, more , yes, more.
As deep into our inner self ,they gore.

In every aspect of our human lives
Rhythm, meter, movement are our guides

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Published by Katherine

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2 thoughts on “Rhythm, meter, movement are our guides”

  1. “They play with Newton’s laws as they change gear”
    I do like this! I often wonder how gymnasts can change their axes of rotation in mid-air.
    The whole poem contains some profound truth 🙂

    1. Thank you,Mike.I kept a little noteboo near me all day and at some point I got the first two lines.After that it seemed to flow.I envy dancers as they play with body and space.

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