Invitation To The Dance

For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #216

far, birth, heart, shore, drizzle, sprout,
down, silhouette, face, ripe, lines, itself

For Sunday’s Whirligig: Wordle #24

rolling, furrow, moves, dust, timeless, floating,
name, powerless, stars, rub, pulsing, moonless

For Poets United: Poetry Pantry #269

5-2-2014-colored-pencil5aInvitation To The Dance

An idea sprouts, giving birth
to itself. We may name it, think
we even know its face, but it is
only a silhouette, a shadow
floating through a moonless night.

Might pulsate with heart beat, but
tracking it down to its beginnings
would be like finding single rain drop
in a timeless drizzle. Or star dust
rolling through sand at far shore line.

Always moving at its own pace, through furrows
of mind and imagination. Ripe with meaning,
rubbing up against all of life’s experiences. Yet,
we are not powerless. We forever retain the right
to choose to dance, or sit this one out.

Elizabeth Crawford  9/13/15

Process Notes: I looked at the words, even had an idea where to take them, but decided to sit on it for a while. Have been trying to reconstruct some of the files lost when I lost my old computer. Amazing how many pieces of hard copy I’ve found, and made over the years. Have been scanning doodles and templates for the past four days and it struck me how much of all of it is connected over these almost seven decades of my life. I had pretty much decided to sit this one out, wasn’t really keen about what had been there since looking at the two lists. Took one last look at the word lists and started hearing this piece, instead of the original one. The original one was about a tiny seed that gives birth to a sprout etc. Realized that tiny seed was only an idea, one that worked, and definitely asked me to the dance. I accepted.

Image is one of my own templates, colored with colored pencils, then enhanced with a digital background.

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20 Responses to Invitation To The Dance

  1. oldegg says:

    How apt it is to dance with ideas. As we play with them so they play with us as we try to create something beautiful.


  2. Quite an achievement – combining those words so nicely. Well done.


  3. Sumana Roy says:

    love this birth of idea and and the analogy of a single raindrop or star dust trying to track it down…


  4. Ideas can be there, just out of reach, a seed. To nurture and make them bloom is what you’ve done with those words


  5. Suyash J says:

    what a lovely idea ;))


  6. Jae Rose says:

    Fluidity of thought – perhaps as important as thinking must change as we change i suppose..move house..lose computers..find old images and patterns…reminds me of a DNA spiral…everything connected but moving with always we loved your word and colour dance


  7. but it is only a silhouette, a shadow
    floating through a moonless night

    That is how basically an idea starts. You have smoothly brought it along. It can now logically give one with a choice at the end of it.



  8. To dance or sit…the story of my life! Brilliant.
    Rosey Pinkerton’s blog


  9. Mary says:

    Ha, now that I am back into doing these wordles again (smiles), I really appreciate the way you used the words in this poem. Love the idea of an idea sprouting and giving birth to itself. And, yes, moving at its own pace. What really made me smile is that whatever happens we can always choose to sit ‘this one out.’ Indeed so true!


  10. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    When an idea takes birth.. it invites us to dance with all the possibilities that come along with it.
    Beautifully penned 🙂

    Lots of love,


  11. kaykuala h says:

    An idea can be the beginning of lots of eventualities!



  12. I’m very glad that you allowed the “idea… birth itself”. This is a fantastic read–mellow and natural. I love the progression of it, and the implications.

    P.S. Your note is making me think about hard copies…


  13. Misky says:

    This developed into one beautiful idea…


  14. Your idea took you on a quite a journey. I’ll sit the dance out if it’s OK with you!
    My Sunday Whirl is called Anguish


  15. Susan says:

    I like that you gave us a choice in the matter, so it is not the choice of the idea to nag at us or to flit away.


  16. Beautiful, my friend. Your stardust along the shore reminds me of the first time I saw bioluminescence, at midnight, in the ocean – breathtakingly magical.


  17. Fabulous image….and I love how you ended this reminding us we have a choice to dance or sit it out…I have been choosing to dance more than sit it out….and the bliss from the dance of creating is wonderful!


  18. C.C. says:

    Love that last line and the meaning/message of it for our lives. Also, this is gorgeous: “like finding single rain drop
    in a timeless drizzle.”


  19. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    Lovely image, and lovely dance poem.


  20. glmeisner says:

    A well written poem, it feels as though you are chasing the meaning of a word not just the mandala.


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