Hi all. Summer has arrived here in Cyprus, so suddenly everyone becomes very busy, but not to busy to post this months blog entry. It is another superb painting by Theo Michael, with my written interpretation of it …..in verse! If you love this painting, go to Theo's website where you will find it plus many other equally stunning paintings. Theo ships all over the World......FREE!! Theo's website: www.artbytheomichael.com The Last Dance The Sun was beating down On my neck and on my arms He stood there watching eagerly at my feet and feminine charms. I was having my weekly lesson As always on the beach He said it was quiet here making it easier to teach. He watched as I danced Whilst telling me what to do “Lift your arms up higher” he said “Don’t forget to follow through” I danced to the front of him And I danced to his side His hands were behind his back Did he have something to hide? “No, no, no,” he shouted “You are doing it all wrong, Point your toe further forward Try to make your leg look long”. I did as he asked of me I stretched and pointed away But still I kept on stumbling This was not my day! He looked at me angrily His forehead in a frown “Do you WANT this to be your ‘last dance’ You are dancing like a clown!” I knew he was right I wasn’t doing well At one point as I danced I very nearly fell. Then suddenly I saw it He was holding a knife! WAS this to be my ‘last dance’ Was he going to take my life? He stepped closer to me He told me to keep still I froze on the spot And gave in to his will. He came even closer We stood face to face Then he knelt down at my feet And with his hand my leg he traced. Slowly he ran his hand up my leg Until it was up quite high Then with his knife my dress he slit All the way to my thigh. “There, that’ll do it!” He exclaimed as he took a step back “Try it now from the top” he said Giving his side whack. I started to dance once again I began to do my moves Now my legs moved freely Not like my feet were hooves! So, there you have it friends Around and round him I did prance He was smiling broadly It wasn’t to be my ‘last dance’. END Chris Christodoulou 18/11/2017 Hope you enjoyed that, and until next month, stay well. xx
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