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Sometimes A Poem Can Jolt Your Universe

A number of years ago I heard a poem at a special talk in Todos Santos, on the Mexican Baja.

It spoke to me. The poet suggests taking risks in dance.  But in my mind, it suggests taking risks when writing. And right now, I’ve leapt into the romance pool.

In Finding Hayden, book one of my new contemporary romance series, I’m exploring the themes of redemption, forgiveness, acceptance and most of all love.

In Ms. Mathieson’s poem, the following lines touched a nerve when thinking about my new novel.

  • The unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of the box dance
  • Tearing scabs & scars open dance
  • The luminous skin of love dance

Are there lines in this poem that touch you?

dancer-1284201_1280 A Poem by Jewel Mathieson – Poet & Dancer

We have come to be danced
not the pretty dance
not the pretty, pretty, pick me dance
but the claw our way back into the belly
of the sacred, sensual animal dance
the unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance
the holding the precious moment in the palms
of our hands and feet dance
We have come to be danced

not the jiffy booby, shake your body for him dance
but the wring the sadness from our skin dance
the blow the chip off our shoulder dance
the slap the apology from our posture dance
We have come to be danced.

not the monkey see, monkey do dance
one, two dance like you
one two three, dance like me dance
but the grave robber, tomb stalker
tearing scabs & scars open dance
the rub the rhythm raw against our souls dance
We have come to be danced.

not the nice invisible, self conscious shuffle
but the matted hair living, voodoo mama
shaman shakin’ ancient bones dance
the strip us from our casings, return our wings
sharpen our claws & tongues dance
the shed dead cells and slip into
the luminous skin of love dance
We have come to be danced

not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor
dance
but the meeting of the trinity; the body, breath & beat dance
the shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance
the mother may I?
yes you may take 10 giant leaps dance
the Oily Oily Oxen Free Free dance
the everyone can come to our heaven dance
We have come to be danced

where the kingdom’s collide
in the cathedral of flesh
to burn back into the light
to unravel, to play, to fly, to pray
to root in skin sanctuary
We have come to be danced
WE HAVE COME

In my next blog, I’ll introduce you to my main characters. I hope that you’ll check in.

10 Comments

  1. Jodie, this is very exciting news and a big step to take on a new genre. I’m sure it will be a big success. Can’t wait to hear more,
    Best, Sylvie Grayson

  2. Hi Jodie,
    Wonderful news, it must be invigorating to start on a new path. Best of luck! Reggi

  3. Good for you for taking the leap into a new genre, Jodie! And how interesting that you were inspired by a poem. Best of luck with it and can’t wait to hear more!

  4. Oh my! This poem speaks to me on so many levels. Love this paragraph:
    not the jiffy booby, shake your body for him dance
    but the wring the sadness from our skin dance
    the blow the chip off our shoulder dance
    the slap the apology from our posture dance
    We have come to be danced.

    Powerful.
    Thanks for sharing and best of luck. I can’t wait to see what you’ve done!

  5. Best of luck, Jodie, I applaud the change. It’s always good to do something different, especially if it scares us.

    My favorite line?
    “slap the apology from our posture dance”

    Lovely poem!

  6. Such a powerful poem, Jodie. The lines that spoke to me were,
    “where the kingdoms collide, in the cathedral of flesh, to burn back into the light”.
    I’m sure your new venture will be a success.
    Helena Korin

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