Tiny feet

Tiny feet

A Poem by eleniel

A flutter of anticipation,
a hush,
a giggle.
Paper wings and paper bows,
satin ribbons and satin throws.

Slowly, slowly, up, up it goes!
Velvet curtain, glossy, sweet,
up it goes,
up, up and,
spotlight does meet.

A nervous giggle,
another hush.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter,
on and on.
Tiny feet,
tiny shoes,
ruffled skirts and nervous girls.
Spotlight meets the tiny feet.

Dance, dance,
story of romance.
Of tragedy, of death,
of swans and princes,
and trance.

Watch; in awe.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter,
the story unfolds much more.
The curtain falls.
Tiny feet,
tiny shoes.
A giggle,
a hush.

© 2010 eleniel



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Somehow, reading this makes me feel like a child again; so innocent and so carefree :) the fourth stanza is my favourite. I can know how the dancers dance to tell a story. This is just lovely.. and now I feel like dancing. haha :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


its kinda funny and ironic that ur poem sounds like a musical and play in itself...i liked the imagery u created and u created this fluttering feeling that matched that of a ballerina...good poem :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


I love the rhythm you've placed into this. Quick and simple. But the image you've been trying to make me see came across quite well and yes, it's beautiful!

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on March 25, 2010
Last Updated on June 28, 2010
Tags: poem, ballet, giggle, shoes, feet, tiny

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eleniel
eleniel

Germany



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Hi, I'm Eleniel! Some infos: +I live in Germany +I am 17 years old +I love writing +I am obsessed with scented lotions +I find candles pretty +Dogs are always better than cats +Coca cola is .. more..

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