I can relate. I often feel exactly this way. Well done, Gail.

January 24, 2016 at 11:06 AM

Very nice. The hushed place is always the best.

January 24, 2016 at 11:10 AM

lovely image for your poem!

January 24, 2016 at 11:30 AM

beautiful way to put these words together. your poem tells a story that fits the dancer perfectly. clapping now

January 24, 2016 at 11:48 AM

"dancing not for praise
but for disappearing"

...this makes me ache with understanding.

January 24, 2016 at 3:30 PM

I love this:

"witness the not guilty
look for the mossy soul that weeps"

January 24, 2016 at 4:13 PM

What a whirl! Time to pause now...

January 24, 2016 at 5:14 PM

There was a time when I could spin but no longer. Nice use of the words,

Elizabeth

January 24, 2016 at 5:14 PM

I like to spin. But don't tell anyone. Sometimes I have flashbacks and it's totally worth it.

January 24, 2016 at 9:32 PM

"dancing... for disappearing" That puts all sorts of images in my head.

January 24, 2016 at 11:21 PM

I think a dance with purpose might forfeit the joy of moving.

January 25, 2016 at 3:08 AM

Good morning, I am afraid the spinning would make me dizzy! Wonderful use of words and poem. Have a happy new week!

January 25, 2016 at 3:09 AM

Yes, dance for the love of it. Lots of goodness can be achieved and many obstacles can be overcome! Rightly so Gail! Hank's corresponding posting is below not the one in Mag 303 (which is based on the photo given)

http://imagery77.blogspot.my/2016/01/cleverly-camouflaged-by-blending-with.html


Hank

January 25, 2016 at 4:34 AM

Lovely use of the words and combining the two prompts. Finding that hushed place can bring us peace!

January 25, 2016 at 5:18 AM

I liked . . .
SPINNING

January 25, 2016 at 5:40 AM

This made me thinking of the Whirling Dervishes - an almost hypnotic, meditative form of allowing your soul to shine.. :)

January 25, 2016 at 7:23 AM

Hmmm. "The mossy soul that weeps"...great line!

January 25, 2016 at 9:23 AM

I'm a natural-born spinner...nice write...

January 25, 2016 at 11:50 AM

The hushed place you have entered , indeed

January 26, 2016 at 12:58 AM

When I dance alone, with no audience ~ I do disappear as you so beautifully described.

January 26, 2016 at 10:34 AM

I took this in an entirely different direction, but I do love yours!

=)

January 26, 2016 at 2:10 PM

You have dancing to disappear; I saw it as dancing to appear. That's what I love about the way we all see these prompts so differently.

January 26, 2016 at 5:17 PM

i'm spinning with joy after reading this! That photo of the house is really something too!

January 27, 2016 at 4:18 PM

very much enjoyed this! for me, it had spirit of reverence that I wish I'd noticed earlier. Lovely.

January 28, 2016 at 2:04 PM

dancing has always seemed so foreign to me. But you give the motivations...nice thoughts

January 29, 2016 at 7:53 PM