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~Ballet whispers another language........~

I want to be a dancer,
Dancing in the stars,
Living in little girl's dreams,
Creating lovely memories and scars.

I would dance for the heavens,
Creating beautiful melodies,
Creating lovely thoughts and dreams,
Making the nature of life mine.

I would dance with ballet shoes,
So beautifully pointed,
My talent revealed at last,
My dancing dream of ballet....

The music whispers strange words,
Creating another language,
Only the dancer can understand,
Like the wind, or the rain on the sand.

I dance to Swan Lake act 2,
As I dance I fly,
My soul dances as well,
Creating a gold heart.

My thin waist, covered by feathers,
Of a tutu so white and soft,
My head holds a single white feather,
Fearing it would fall.

My elegant white hands,
So graceful my step,
So enchanted by the music,
And the dance of the swans....

As I dance I feel,
As if i would die if i didn't dance,
So i step into the music, and the darkness of the theatre,
Getting lost in the world of........

Ballet......

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  • trekkergirl
    January 21

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    wow

    excellent write. I can feel the wonder that you have for this dream. The wonder of dance. The mystery of it. Great job you have in expressing this gift.

    Thanks for sharing this and thanks for entering it into this contest.


  • Lanasaur
    January 20

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    WOW

    this is a beautiful p oem it expressed ballet beautifully well done i really enjoyed reading this good luck in your contest