The Dance , by Lucky Pyatt

[John Carrodus]

Last week I was inspired by a poem written by Lucky Pyatt, Royal Edward Pyatt entitled 'The Dance' read by his very close friend Keith Trostle. Lucky has been gone now for 12 years or so and is sorely missed by those who knew him. As a salute to Lucky, here is his poem.

                                                                      THE DANCE
                                                                    by Lucky Pyatt 

                                               It is but with a touch that you come alive

                                               I run to seek your control so that you can lift
                                                         to be where you belong with me.

                                             I raise my hand to show we're ready; We are one,
                                                      to do what we are destined to do.

                                             With the accuracy of a machine, and the grace of
                                                                   Weightless snow.

                                                        We together perform the beauty
                                                                 as only we can know.

                                          We together climb to the stars and attack the ending
                                                                           ground.

                                            Then turn away and laugh with joy at the shouting
                                                                        of this crowd.

                                                We dance the circles and leap away to another
                                                                         part of time.

                                                       We spin and loop and blow 'em away.
                                                          Because it is we that love to fly.

                                                       And now it is time to end this dance
                                                         that lasts just moments then dies.

                                                  Thus, I bring you down to touch the ground
                                                                as graceful as you can fly.

Beautiful Words.

[john e. holliday]

Yes he was one of the great ones.  very privalaged to meet him at VSC .   Is Rikki still with us.  Haven't heard from her lately, of course I'm bad about keeping in touch with people.  So only contact is either E-Mail, Stunt Hanger private mail or text messages on cell phone.   

[John Carrodus]

John, Keith Trostle or someone else may be able to help you with that one. Apologies on the format going all wonky today. The same happened to my poem , The End of The Tether also this morning. Don’t know what that’s all about.
John. Carrodus.

[bob whitney]

Rickii is still going strong. she was hanging out with Barb Trostle at VSC this year