Friday, July 29, 2016

The Ballad of Lightning Rod / La balada de Pararrayos / La ballata di Lightning Rod




Heads down
Watching phones
Nodding off
When will the bus arrive?
Unknown
Silence thrives
Until a lonesome cough

A stirring
Catches the collective gaze
Of all potential riders
Off in the evening haze.

Approaching ever closer
A frenzy of movement
Quite often flawed
Comes the dancing machine
Our Lightning Rod

Ears plugged with tunes
Only he perceives
Showing off awesome moves
Only seen to be believed.

Arms spread wide and spinning
Knees bent down
And up again
Grinning
Eyes closed
Rhythmically posed
Feet twirling across the ground
Prancing like a funky chicken.

Toes now tapping
Hearts now pleasant
The bus stop crowd
Sits awed
In the presence
Of a disco god
In the presence of Lightning Rod




Bajen la cabeza
Ver los teléfonos
Cabeceando
¿Cuándo llegará el autobús?
Desconocido
Silencio prospera
Hasta una tos solitaria

Una agitación
Atrapa a la mirada colectiva
De todos los potenciales corredores
En la bruma de la noche.

Se acerca cada vez más cerca
Un frenesí de movimiento
Muy a menudo errónea
Llega la máquina de baile
Nuestro Pararrayos

Oídos tapados con melodías
Sólo percibe
Luciendo impresionantes movimientos
Sólo visto para ser creído.

Brazos abiertos amplios y spinning
Rodillas dobladas hacia abajo
Y otra vez
Sonriendo
Ojos cerrados
Rítmico que plantea
Pies dando vueltas por el suelo
Saltando como un pollo funky.

Ahora tocando los dedos del pie
Corazones ahora agradable
El parada de autobús público
Se sienta asombrados
En la presencia
De un Dios discoteca
En presencia de Pararrayos





testa in giù
guardando i telefoni
addormentarsi
Quando sarà il bus arriverà?
Sconosciuto
silenzio prospera
Fino a quando un colpo di tosse solitario

Una agitazione
Cattura lo sguardo collettivo
Di tutti i potenziali piloti
Fuori nella foschia sera.

Si avvicina sempre più stretta
Una frenesia di movimento
Molto spesso viziata
Arriva la macchina danza
Il nostro Lightning Rod

Orecchie tappate con brani
Solo lui percepisce
In mostra si muove impressionante
Solo vedere per credere.

A braccia aperte e filatura
Le ginocchia piegate verso il basso
E di nuovo
Sorridendo
Occhi chiusi
ritmicamente posto
Piedi twirling sul terreno
Rampante come un pollo funky.

Toes ora toccando
Cuori ora piacevoli
La folla fermata dell'autobus
Si siede intimorito
In presenza
Di un dio discoteca

In presenza di Lightning Rod



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July 29, 2016 at 11:09 PM

this disco ballad is totally awesome! I would love to be visited by that light rod myself, we all need a bit of dancing in our lives....and it must be cool to be in a presence of a disco god.

Great poem, really cool!

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July 30, 2016 at 3:14 PM

Awesome poem!
So let's dance!:-P
Kisses
Paola ♡
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July 31, 2016 at 2:03 PM

Great poem, I could just see it happening hahaha. :)

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August 1, 2016 at 12:15 AM

Lovely poem and what amazing photographs to illustrate it!

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August 1, 2016 at 2:53 AM

Great poem and pics dear!
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August 1, 2016 at 3:33 AM

i feel like I am stamping my feet and nodding my head as I read this poem my friend.. I feel like dancing in my head while facing the monitor as I read your poem.. there is so much imagery in this poem..great job my friend, Shamu! Sometimes..life demands us to dance 'til we drop.

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August 1, 2016 at 6:37 AM

have a nice day! don't forget to dance a little;)

I remember one professional dancer saying that everyone should dance at least five minutes every day...it is good for the soul:)

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August 2, 2016 at 11:32 AM

Another wonderful poem of yours! Great job!

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August 2, 2016 at 1:06 PM

Beautifully written
Great piece

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September 22, 2016 at 7:12 AM

What a cute poem ;)
Have a nice day!
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