Kort Ploshay grew up with a telephone party line, the local library, a slide rule (a slight improvement over the abacus) and the US Post Office for communication. Now he designs cutting edge enterprise software solutions for the United States Army. Kort was an active Bard from 1963 through 1975, singing folk songs, writing and publishing music and lyrics, and writing (previously unpublished) poetry and prose. As a Subject Matter Expert for the United States Army he is writing again, which has rekindled his after-hours love of writing in poetry and prose.
An Occasional Waltz
Today, the dance is just outside this dingy airport window
How many times has someone watched the wind
pirouetting a scrap or two of paper
around a drab, colorless corner
of concrete curb and slab
Up for a brief spin, higher and faster,
ever falling back into the waltz
like autumn leaves as they gracefully dance to earth –
these scraps and abandoned wrappers can only fly
in gentle winds
in fleeting eddies
of corner-trapped gusts and breezes
I have watched this same dance throughout my years,
no matter who I thought myself to be
I always found time to pause
and enjoy the Concrete and Corner Occasional Waltz
in empty parking lots, while loading trucks at the docks,
at junctions of forsaken buildings and empty lots
and here today at yet another airport
The dance is always the same
It is only I who change throughout these many years
Keen observation of the ever changing yet repetitive nature and rhythm of life. I love this poem!
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Poignant and powerful as all your other work is. Hope you get more published.
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