Break Dancing

My year-long odyssey into the various styles of poetry has taught me many lessons about myself. I enjoy getting lost in the world of rhyming words. There still isn’t one style of poetry I would choose as my favorite to write in. July is the perfect month to create a selection of free verse poems. This style of poetry has no rules, which I find liberating. They don’t have to rhythm, but I suspect mine will rhythm because that is how I roll. One of the poems I plan to share during this month of free verse is Break Dancing.

Break Dancing

I crave the freedom of movement and expression,

A place where only gravity can slow my roll.

A geriatric B-Girl upon a tilted stage

Doing top rock steps for a jilted world

Knee drop down to the floor

And I might not get back up again.

Fancy footwork as I shuffle and glide

A bit of freeze tag and I am it.

Power moves for those who want more

I flap my arms and do a head spin

The flips and tricks a figment of my imagination.

This clumsy B-Girl might as well quit.

I have two left feet I cannot hide

There is no fancy footwork left in me

Trapped in this arthritis plagued shell

Still inside there is a longing for my body to move freely.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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