Come, Dance...

By wanda newton

Come, Dance... is a rhythmic collection of poetic works that serenades the soul. Nuanced with both subtle and bold word imagery of life's ebb and flow that we all face, it addresses the concept of love in various states with humor, poignancy, and though-provoking cadence that challenges you to think beyond the radar.

For all who have encouraged me over the years and often saw something in me that is much larger than myself, I thank you more than tongue can tell. To the young voices of change, I in my way stand with you in your resolve to make the world a better place—fight on. And never stop dreaming that Great Big Dream, it's yours for the taking!

• Language: English
• Publisher: wanda newton
• Release date: Aug 1, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386080756

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Come, Dance . . .

Wanda Newton

Figures dancing

Copyright © 2018 Wanda Newton

All rights reserved. No part of this work covered by the copyright hereon may be reproduced or used in any form or fashion including but not limited to graphics, or mechanical without prior written permission of the publisher.

Cover By CM BrandDesigns

Line Drawings by CM BrandDesigns

Formatting by Sheenah Freitas of Paper Crane Books

Table of Contents

Amore

Menagerie

Nuances

Fancy This, Fancy That

Love Letter (To Nard)

Spring

Rope

. . . Not Forgotten

Old Friend (miss you Big Mama)

A Simple Diamante

Summer

Say It

Little Man . . . Little things

Tracking

I Think of You

Con Amore

Trick

Calling 911

Come, Dance

Transitory

Blame it on Dr. Zeus

Character

The Wanderer

I’d like to be a Poet

All That

Play Time

Serious Tripping

Mind Befuddled

Demise

That Time

Saga

Paycheck

Nightlife

The Speaker

Stand

Now let us all sing the refrain . . .

Come Sunday

Charades

Good Girls

Wishing Well

Treasures

Lost In In Time

Disturbing Village

Bitches Brew

Ode to a Stranger

Just Checking

Better Way

Serpents

Call of Day

Looking

About the Author

To my Nard, forever my inspiration, I love you more than tongue can tell—remember to pay it forward. Mama, Bigmama, Bigdaddy simply thank you! And Milton (who taught me the meaning of true friendship) miss you all much—always. Val, Lecia, and Tim—I guess I don’t know when to quit. To everyone, anywhere, that have been given a precious gift and are unsure of your voice—just share it—to the utmost! And above all, to my Creator who knew me before I was formed in my mother’s womb, you bring me joy unspeakable!

Amore

From me to you and back again . . . if I’m lucky

Figures hugging

Menagerie

Love pierces like a shattered

heart on cold stone,

Love overwhelms my nostrils

like rancid eggs in sizzling summer,

Love stings me like wax

from dripping candles,

laden with honey bees.

Love