Footloose,
Untethered,
Stolen.
Or if you believe such things,
Simply slipping through
Invisible portals,
Vanishing without warning.
Worn out steps of dancing feet.
Previously confident ,
Across the path of practice,
Passages of musical time
Indefinitely suspended.
Once loved evidence of
Masterful pointes and whirling pirouettes,
Retired by inevitable exhaustion.
Hiding in plain sight,
Consumed by the greengrass cloak
Of enigmatic loss,
This mystery of misplacement
Happens to us all.
Like the consequence of stolen moments,
Disrupting the order of things,
It produces a void,
And a haunted memory of things
That can never be replaced.
Dave Stankowicz is a retired educator who lives on an island off the coast of Portland, Maine with his wife Debbie Jordan and their dog Cody. Liberated from the responsibilities of teaching he has found the space and time to pursue so much that interests him. Dave is the former host of the WMPG radio show Palm Wine Radio, and currently hosts Next To Silence - an hour long show that explores different themes, genres, artists and record labels. Next to Silence can be streamed live on Peaks Island Radio at https://peaksislandradio.com on Mondays and Fridays @ 7:00 PM EDT, and Tuesdays @noon. You can also stream archived shows at his site (category: next to silence)
He continues his lifelong efforts to master space and time.
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Boho Dreams of Space and Time 
that’s for sure.
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Beautiful, and perfect with that photo.
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Thanks!
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Just an ugly old pair of shoes that probably got pissed on with the fire hydrant. But a very good picture of that.
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Roger, you are very funny!
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