The music is calling

Preamble: for this Saturday's theme of DANCE.


I hear music. The beat begins.

It taps gently at my consciousness and slowly enters in.

It slides through my skull like the lift of warm caffeine

Raising pulse, slowing thoughts, it’s as if I’m in a dream…

Step by step I’m vanquished, it takes over my brain

It numbs my higher functions, until nothing remains

But the essence of me, and the desire to DANCE.


I wanna dance like no one is watching

I wanna dance like nobody cares

I wanna dance as if it meant something

But do I dare? Do I dare?

Dare I lose my mind and let my body take control

As the music’s getting louder and the self-made drugs take hold

Do I dare to take the next, big step into the dance?

I long to choose that state, I want to fall into the trance,

I want to lose all the weight that is holding me down

All the bits of being me that tie me to the ground

I want to let myself let go

Jung’s death of the ego

I want to be at one with everyone that’s on this dance floor

And with every single being that has ever danced before

As the music that pours from the stage

Joins each note that echoes through the ages

There’s no past and no future to hold us in chains

As the beat becomes my heartbeat and the tune flows in my veins

You gotta dance like a sacrifice in some ancient rite

You gotta dance like you know you’re gonna dance all night

You gotta dance though tomorrow it’ll hurt like hell

You gotta dance like you’re weaving some kind of magic spell

Dance against the tide

Like an act of suicide

You gotta dance for the glory of a cause to defend

You gotta dance like the music is never gonna end


Cos when it does,

And you stop to catch your breath

The silence will be loud

And the stillness will be like death.

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Fri 26th Oct 2018 11:50

This should be read out at the start of every Saturday night dance venue,it would definitely get the crowds moving.Well done.

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Becky Who

Tue 23rd Oct 2018 06:30

Thanks guys for all your comments (work is crazy, not taken the time to thank everyone sorry). I didn't have chance to record it either. I'd like to try to set it to a beat but I'm not sure I've managed the right word rhythms to make it work.

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Martin Elder

Sun 21st Oct 2018 22:42

This is an amazing poem with so much energy to it. I could feel it revving up form the get go. It kind of puts me in mind of a song by the Hollies
'stop stop your dancing give me time to breath'
Nice one Becky
a good performance I imagine
Love it

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M.C. Newberry

Sat 20th Oct 2018 13:27

The style points towards the running commentary that
energises square dancing. No holding back here.

Big Sal

Sat 20th Oct 2018 13:18


You must be taking your own class, Becky, because this came out fucking amazing.

Excellent improvement.👍

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Don Matthews

Sat 20th Oct 2018 10:09

I wanna say Brian that Jane's gotta pack her bags cos she's flyin' off to a Manhatten adventure.

And yes, music and the beat gets into me and I can't stay in my seat. Gotta get up and groove on the dance floor. Self-consciousness flew away years ago.

Why aren't I rhyming
This thing they call jive ?
I'm losing my touch here
Come rhyme, please arrive

On you I can depend
You never let me down
You've come to my rescue
When dance came to town 😎

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Brian Maryon

Sat 20th Oct 2018 09:20

Music has that've just got to move even if it's just tapping your fingers?

By the way, could you lend poor Jane some of your words as she could only manage a couple of handfuls!

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Taylor Crowshaw

Sat 20th Oct 2018 08:21

I was spellbound Becky..💕

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Sat 20th Oct 2018 08:12

WOW! Awesome, full of energy!😊

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