This week we have two poems – Strictly Come Dancing by Trish Rissen and Choice by Jackie Chitty.
STRICTLY COME DANCING
It’s such a colourful sight
as to the music they swirl
with such rhythm and grace.
As their audience they face
gliding they swoop and whirl
making such a colourful sight.
The watchers gasp at the pace
of their flashing feet as they twirl
this is more than rhythm and grace.
They spin and turn to delight
those dashing boys and girls
who make such a colourful sight.
Draped in satin and lace
in sparking sequins and pearls
spinning with rhythm and grace.
Flying through time and space
with style and panache they swirl
making such a colourful show
each dance ending with an embrace.
Early, I shuffle into the soul-
bus-stop gathering, and am
held upright and inanimate by buggies, walking sticks and re-usable bags made fat with
High Street consumables,
as I make my choice –
Number 48 or Number 548?
Twenty minutes or forty?
Costa coffee won’t wait for a 48.
Hudson’s rosé can make it
Giddy, I return,
On the dot, still popping, I pause …
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