Her shadow flickers upon the dusty floor
Form faintly illuminated by silver strains of moon
Arms stretch, bare torso swaying
Sleek and flexible as a serpent
Eyes unblinking, face unmoving
Her bare feet calloused and dirty
Clad only in goosebumps and a flimsy sash
She dances, and he watches
With smirking eyes and sneering lip
Her movements full of grace, but absent of joy
A contest entry
- MORNING QUICKIE by doyouloveit.
491 points, ended November 17, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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She dances, and he watches
With smirking eyes and sneering lip
Her movements full of grace, but absent of joy
the whole piece is great but the ending lets you know what i think is really going on in this picture i like it i really do and i think you did great thank you for entering
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I was captivated by the way you portrayed her movement.
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I like it. I like the imagery I got. Awesome job. Keep up the fantastic work hun.
love, your ap mother,
~*~theXmadXhatter~*~
aka:mariss rae
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