katerineblack

A very different kind of performace for today's challenge. The style is a Villanelle.

The beat of your heart aligns with the beat of the drums
Foxes and squirrels and owls delight
The dance continues until morning comes

The horns blow, flutes trill and the cello hums
Will o' Wisps the air alight
The beat of your heart aligns with the beat of the drums

The trees seem to dance as the guitar strums
Naiad and Dryads appear at midnight
The dance continues until morning comes

The air its self vibrates and thrums
Small stones, your soles seem to bite
The beat of your heart aligns with the beat of the drums

The dancing water, your feet numbs
In each movement of the primal rite
The dance continues until morning comes

The darkness, slowly, to the light succumbs
Dew glistens in the soft sunlight
The beat of your heart aligns with the beat of the drums
The dance continues until morning comes

Yesterday's poem style was an American Cinquain
I unintentionally seem to have a theme of performance in these poems

 

enter
take a slow breath
then find your focus point
let the crowd fade away, and then
begin