Dancing Alone

This is 'pandemic poem' for sure. It's about longing for community and feeling alone. Wrote in the middle of the night when everyone else was asleep and I was restless. It could definitely be shaped into a lyric.

Dancing Alone

Dancing alone, to a long forgotten song

In an echo of a dream

With no one to dance along

It’s only me that keeps the beat

That yearns to feel the heat

I try and never win

It’s like I’m broken from within

This lost and lonely place

Holding sorrow, holding grace

Shall I plant a garden, plant a flower?

While I while away the hours?

Shall I spin a pirouette?

As I tell of my regret?

Shall I weave a web for you?

Will you hold me and be true?

It’s so silent here inside

Have I found a place to hide?

Dancing alone, to a long forgotten song

In an echo of a dream

With no one to dance along

It’s only me that keeps the beat

That yearns to feel the heat

I look and no one’s there

I keep hoping someone cares

This savage, gentle place

Holding passion, holding grace

Shall I make it thunder, make it rain?

Will the quiet heal my pain?

Shall I dance a little jig?

Enjoy the pleasure of a fig?

If I build a fire for you

Will it warm me through and through?

It’s so dark under the stars

Can you see me with my scars?

Will you wait for me awhile?

Can I see your distant smile?

Dancing alone, to a long forgotten song

In an echo of a dream

With no one to dance along

But sometimes I hear a beat

Of people dancing in the street

And I dream among those smiles

Someone will dance with me awhile

This wild, tender place

Holding darkness, holding grace

© Diane Currie Sam

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