My Dizzy Dance, poetry written by Baidha Fercoq at Spilwords.com

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My Dizzy Dance

written by: Baidha Fercoq

I couldn’t tell you why a flower blooms
or yeah, the sun, how exactly does it work?

Life, it’s a dizzy dance
and me, well, I don’t dance to a fluid beat
and crying, well I cry ugly, blotchy skin and puffy eyes.

There’s no magic curtain waiting to drop at my cue
allowing me a dignified exit, free of embarrassment or regret.

It’s uncomfortable when I have to stand in the spotlight of my mistakes
but, I do embrace aspects of this dizzy dance I call life
I embrace the realness of this balancing act
for in the search for my truth, I’ve found many dark corners
that needed to see the light of day.

Those cataclysmic times were the moments when my life really seemed to soar
and all those stumbling and jumbled moments of mistakes and inaction
they morphed into meaningful experiences and aspects of wisdom.

Without those experiences, I couldn’t be who I am, who I am becoming
so maybe this dizzy dance I once cringed at in retrospect,
maybe it was simply part of the dance
and that’s its real beauty.

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Baidha Fercoq

Baidha Fercoq has spent her life as a silent observer … seeking to identify a common language spoken by all. Her writings emerge from the fertile grounds provided by a father, whose career immersed the family in various cultural milieus and a mother, whose war-torn life lent greater understanding regarding kindness and sensitivity as we observe natures of struggle, hope and love. Poetry and short stories are her main forms of literary expression.
Baidha has a BS in Healthcare Administration and an MBA in Global Management. She has had multiple poems published in Creative Talents Unleashedand Cyberwit Anthologies. In 2018, Baidha was also nominated by Creative Talents Unleashed as a Pushcart Nominee.
“Gathering pieces of human fabric along the way, time has shown me the very essence of daily struggle contains profound beauty. Our journey, with its many differences, reveals we are more similar than we believe. My writing seeks to give voice to reflections that illuminate universal truths ~ entreating readers to explore their paradigms”.