After the Dance
We walk home barefoot, past workplaces
dozing with an eye on the morning
and locked houses where cozy sleepers
begin to stretch away from dreams.
An hour ago music had been our only cause
to move and breathe. We’d raised our hands
waving to a false sun, believing
we knew all the answers.
My fingers were raindrops on your back,
your hand a promise of ecstasy.
Dawn sweeps the pavements as we realise
that somewhere along the way
we’ve lost our shoes.
It was recently said that “Valerie Morton captures the poetry and cherished memory of domestic familiarity through simple, quiet but effective understatement” (Reach Poetry, Indigo Dreams, Norman Bissett, Jan 2011). She has been placed in various competitions including Ver Poets, Cafe Writers, The New Writer, Cannon Poets and has poems in a number of anthologies. She leads a Creative Writing Workshop at a mental health charity and is just finishing an Open University degree. The featured poem appears in the Ragged Raven anthology The World is Made of Glass published in 2010.
5 thoughts on “Valerie Morton: Featured Poet”
How wonderful to see you as featured poet Valerie – and what a lovely poem to start my week with! So evocative and with such a seemingly simple last line that manages to say so much. Well done you (-:
Wonderful to see your work here Valerie and a lovely picture too.
Oh and the poem is great too – it has such a romantic laguid feel.
I agree – this is a lovely poem. You give me a clear picture of a mood and a happening, and you say so much in a short poem. And yes the lost shoes make a perfect ending!!
Really startling, so fresh and sparkling! I love the couplets, just right for this, and a stunning ending.
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