All the World's a Stage (today's poem)

All the World’s a Stage

Dance comes thru as horse and carriage

stretching the road away like a limit left behind,

knowing what is leaving, keep moving before

the hum when looking behind catches this break-away.

and they keep hearing it through the grape vine,

all the dancing has added up to freedom now,

when there were no signs on that road but

creeping indication today of any kind

of movement, the body has always been knowledge,

and the horse? well, it is cutting the air

like a butter knife thru cake.

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Very nice. I’m glad you have started sharing your poems more often. I’ve always enjoyed them.

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You’re really a very talented writer @Daze

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You are so creative @Daze!

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‘all the world is a stage and then you fall off it’ idk if thats a quote lol

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I think the road is time and the poem is about the path through it

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