Monday, 26 March 2012

WALTZ TIME by Chrys Salt


they’re doing the Alzheimer Waltz
the one two three Alzheimer Waltz
the tune is an oldie
beyond all recall
but they pivot and twirl
on a sixpence of dreams
his suit double breasted
her stockings with seams
all sense disconnected
unplugged from the wall
they’re doing the Alzheimer Waltz

waltz of forgetfulness
danced in a wilderness
caught between
somewhere and been there before
they know all the steps
but can’t think what they’re for
in the
one two three
Alzheimer Waltz

they’re doing the Alzheimer Waltz
the one two three Alzheimer Waltz
on snub slippered feet
that forget they remember
the dance tunes of spring-time
in dying December
they shimmy and swirl
light fantastic unerring
a dashing young soldier
a slip of a girl
in the
one two three
Alzheimer Waltz

waltz of forgetfulness
danced in a wilderness
caught between
somewhere and been there before
they know all the steps
but can’t think what they’re for
in the one two three Alzheimer Waltz
they’re doing The Alzheimer Waltz.
the one two three Alzheimer Waltz
and the lights on the tree
are as bright as the light
in the eyes of the dancers
who take to the floor
in the one two three
one two three
one two three
one two three
one two three Alzheimer Waltz


Chrys is an award winning writer who has performed her poetry across the UK, in Europe and the USA.  Work has appeared in many journals, magazines and anthologies and been broadcast on Radio 3 and 4. She has  published four collections, Inside Out (Pub: Autolycus/Times Publishing), Daffodils at Christmas (Pub: Galloway Poets Series),  Greedy for Mulberries: Selected Poems 1989-2007 (Pub: Markings) and Old Times (Pub: Roncadora). Her new collection Grass will be published by IDP in July and another, to coincide with the 10th Anniversary of the  Iraq war (untitled) by Roncadora in March 2013.  She is The Literature Convenor of the Dumfries and Galloway Festival and Artistic Director of the Bakehouse, a flourishing poetry venue in S W Scotland.
 

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