A Poet's Dance

All moments judged
in a waking eye
messages, lessons learned
in life~juggling
Tuning the ears
putting the head down
and up
bopping to rocky beats
of acquired
hard knocked tunes
only poets remember
trying to forget to sing;
"Tough titty!"
Says a worded world
where compliments define
as do sent thank you cards
for a short reply
are expected back.
Did dinosaurs of our time
feel shame in what they hide
or why they do....
Is it the platform in which we jump much more shallow
amongst a crowded dance floor,
I sway my hips less
move my hands a lot more
some how I'm just standing still
regretting the apatheticness
I now feel.
Poets have it much harder these days.....
Maybe the internets to blame,
so.......we dance.