Completing Petru’s Challenge poem for December Casting Bricks (collaborative poetry) proved to be an immense delight! A deep fog set in this morning and this little dance ensued. Her words are in bold (half a quadrille) and my 22 follow. The title is in honor of the very fine artist who presented the challenge. Please stop by Petru’s beautiful site and browse around. Anyone who would care to join us at Casting Bricks to Attract Jade is heartily welcome!
Step! Two, three and again
step two! Now – turn around
and
voice receding –
centrifugal distant tracking
rhythm raises
drum beat
light deepening
Skip! A beat syncopate
the rhythm — cabriole
one-eighty —
centripetally returning
to
the pound, pound, pounding
in your breast –
clasp the dark
Tournant
Jilly's 
A graceful turn in front of the practice mirrors. You keep us on our toes with your take on Petru’s dance. A nice blending between you two.
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Thank you, Charley! This was out of my realm just a bit since I’ve only ever enjoyed ballet from the audience, but it seemed to call me in that direction.
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I can see why.
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Nice! Completely seamless.
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Thanks! My muse inhabits fog and it came in on little cat feet today.
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Hahaha! Beautiful quote. Don’t think I’ve read much Sandburg.
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Grew up with it, being near Chicago. Free verse that is best read out loud. His NC home is the stuff of dreams.
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Had to look up cabriole and tournant! The light deepening into the dark, distant interior. Wonderful Jilly! Thanks. A cat’s walk is very much like a dance sometimes in how light-footed they can be, not missing a step (beat).
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Reblogged this on petrujviljoen and commented:
Jilly joined the dance!
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Another graceful twist and turn to the plot 🙂
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Certainly many directions from one Challenge.
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🙂
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