Poetry from Evelyn--Enjoy!

You Don’t Dance

I hear the music, It’s time to begin,
The floor starts to fill, As the couples waltz in,
Life wants a partner, When it’s time for romance,
But I don’t sing, And you don’t dance.

I watch the dancers, Swirl and sway,
Hoping that somehow, You’ll find a way,
You’re at the microphone, Looking at me,
Wishing that I Could sing harmony.

Where was I when they gave lessons?
I wasn’t there, I didn’t care.
I thought it was just a suggestion—
I didn’t know it would matter so.

The floor starts to empty, The band packs to leave,
I look for some memory, That I can retrieve,
We can’t get together, This much we shown,
So I guess you’ll sing solo, And I’ll dance alone.


Broken Down

On the road since 3 a.m.,
One more highway sunrise,
Gotta drive another hundred,
Miles from your lies.
My wallet’s broke,
My heart is broke,
Even like the vows you spoke,
But I’m not broken down,
I’m not broken down.

Coast to a stop then lift the hood,
Don’t see traffic comin’ either way,
Guess I’ll leave these bags behind,
It’s time to walk away.
My wallet’s broke,
My heart is broke,
Even like the vows you spoke,
But I’m not broken down,
I’m not broken down.

I play the tape again in my head,
Of the hurtful things you do,
But that’s the last time,
‘Cause I’m playin’ somethin’ new.

The road is hard the day is long,
But my future lies in the distance,
Second mile, second thoughts,
And now a second chance.
My wallet’s broke,
My heart is broke,
Even like the vows you spoke.
But I’m not broken down
You won’t find pieces of me on the ground,
I’m not broken down.



BATHROOM BEAR—THE POEM


Bear, lying wait in the dark.
A giant black fear to stumble over in the night.
The lighted campground restroom becomes
My pocket of safety.

My fears laid bare,
I ponder through the eternal waiting,
What truly keeps me hostage—
The bear or myself?

He grunts and sniffs in my direction,
And I wonder how long I must bear with him.
I make my decision:
I will confront the fear.

I burst my prison door,
To find the bear no longer awaits.
I was truly free, for I had overcome
Myself. Had the bear been real, as
Real as my fear?
I would stay in the light, just in case.
And I would always remember the night
I conquered fear—barely.