tap dance


tap dance

© 2008 punkie


in the inky darkness

after midnight,

it’s hard to decide

which sounds sweeter:

the tap dance of raindrops

on maple leaves,

or the whispering wind

rustling through them.

pitter patter?

or shhhhhhhh?

then the realisation:

what is one

without the other?

who would choose

a heart

without a soul?

together they are

the music

of this wet and

wonderful night.


© 2008 Susan Macaulay . I invite you to share my poetry and posts widely, but please do not reprint, reblog or copy and paste them in their entirety without my permission. Thank you.


Susan Macaulay created and curates SheQuotesMy Alzheimer’s Story,  Amazing Women, and Succeed With Susan. She is a feminist, global citizen, lifelong learner and the author of Everyday Feminine Wisdom and soon-to-be-published “the dogs’ breakfast.”

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