Satin shoes

Satin shoes

A Poem by Elizabeth

Dipping my toe into the rosin
One step
One breath
Off stage

Cue... beat... go

One leap

He meets me center stage
Lifts me

Catches my waist
Spins me

Around
And around

I take flight

A leap completed

Melt, sway, glance
Turn, turn, turn

Toe shoes tattered with love
Feet bleeding inside satin
Hunger burning
Perfect ballerina
eyes watching

Wishing
to be
me

Me wishing to be
outside

turning




© 2010 Elizabeth


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Wonderful diction and syntax! :D
I was honestly enthralled the entire read!
Great work!
Thanks this has become one of my favorites :D

Posted 13 Years Ago


really powerfull!! awsome

Posted 13 Years Ago


This Is beautiful, being into ballet makes it better:] awesome.

Posted 13 Years Ago


It says so much more to me than just the dance.
Wanting to be yourself ... it is beautiful and the metaphors are amazing.

Chloe


Posted 13 Years Ago


Simple, kind. I danced as a ghost alongside you upon the stage..the lighting hit you just right. Bravo. It's beautiful :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


I not into ballet much but whatever, its good.

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is beautiful, my daughter was in ballet, sweet write

Posted 13 Years Ago


Freedom is the theme I got from this. Other people's expectations pervade as the protaganist is on the stage of life. Escape the rehearse routines... Very nice.

Posted 13 Years Ago


brilliant. such a distinctive voice you have.
Feet bleeding inside satin - is my favorite line.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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. brilliantly expressed ... oh, that quintessential quest from for freedom from expectations ... i was constantly told what to wear, when to speak, when to shut up ... etc. etc. ... is sheer agony ...

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Elizabeth
Elizabeth

Wonderland, TN



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