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No Dancing On Sundays

by Jojovits1 

Posted: 10 May 2022
Word Count: 72
Summary: No idea if this is the correct form but I read up and it might hit the mark. Mum used to tell me about when she would hide her dance shoes in the hedge to pick up later because she wasn't allowed to go dancing on a Sunday :-)

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No dancing on Sundays
was the rule of the house
The house she grew up in
surrounded by love and God
The God who loved but craved
obedience on his day of days
For her, on his day 
she craved to worship
The heat of youth, worship
with friends and laughter
Her friends laughed as she
pulled her shoes from the hedge
Shoes she'd hidden as there was
no dancing on Sundays

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michwo at 17:34 on 11 May 2022  Report this post
Oonah will like this a lot, Jo. Don't worry about compliance with the 'form' - you've nailed it completely.

Jojovits1 at 20:06 on 11 May 2022  Report this post
You know, I liked it when I first did it but sounds like repetition to me now...could be worked on with a bit more finesse :-).  Thanks Michael!

V`yonne at 13:59 on 15 May 2022  Report this post
I do like it and its compliance to the form is perfect. I always find repetitious poems a bit of a nightmare to do. Never wrote a Villanelle in my life!!! But this works well, Jo.

Did you really go dancing on a Sunday, you naughty girl? laugh

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