Two taps we tarry

Poem No. 749

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Two taps we tarry
three taps, be merry
four taps upon the door
five taps, a fiddle,
and away into the riddle
of dancers in the middle
an long into the night
the music sounding slight
dances with the dancers
the people and the prancers
until the dawn
comes quickly on
and all the dancing whist
goes up like morning mist.

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In the second-to-last line I used the word “whist.” Now, the definition of whist is, “a card game played between two pairs of players in which each side tries to win more cards than the other.”¹

This definition is not what I mean though.
Frankly, I’m not sure what I mean.
But it sounds good.

For those of you who like things to make sense, this poem is about a country dance in a barn kinda like this.

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1. From the Cambridge Dictionary.