Several categories. Inspired by a Neil Young Song and a dream I had a few nights ago. Aah...synchronicity!!!
http://youtu.be/n2MtEsrcTTs

HARVEST MOON
On a song of the same name by Neil Young

Don’t know if it was the new meds,
But something had me off my feed:
Did I really love you so much
Or was it all a silly illusion,
My hormones going haywire
At the diminishing hope
Of one last great grab at love.
Then I was at the dance-was it a dream?
I, who never dance-two left feet
Was out on the floor. not hearing anything,
Expertly executing the steps,
A syncopated fox trot, I think,
How could I know? Weaving in and out
To the sounds of soundless music:
My partner, was it you or someone else?
I remember impressions, nothing distinct:
You’ve been so far away for so long,
I didn’t dare hope it was you.
Then I awoke;
Whatever happened got put on the shelf,
And my life once again began its quiet requiem
To loves that maybe never were,
Don’t seem to be now,
And probably never will be.
I was asked to find music, a song
To accompany a poem , verses
Written, on something entirely else.
I found this song
And before a word could be sung
I was back where my dream had been:
A harvest dance. You were there,
You were my partner, we were one again,
All the improbabilities be damned,
And I knew, because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again,
Because I’m still in love with you,
On this harvest moon-together.

-Chip Bergeron
30 September 2014