Dance On

Dance On

A Poem by Reed Rickmers

symphonic soothing, the fluid movement of her ballet lines

is reminiscent of poetry written in the classic sense;

of sunrises and sunsets,

though much less of a question than the answers get;

instead, a profound statement on the power of passions lifting strength;

she was given the gift of wings upon the soles of her feet;

and a damn strong grip, see the way she's holding dreams,

all the way until blast off...

 

so dance on, girl, dance on till you fly away;

there's a melody inside you,

you need to show the world that song that drives you;

up through the clouds and rain to the place where the skies blue;

even when lightening strikes iron keys tied to kite strings

and electrifies you.

 

her skin has an addiction to the sting of ink,

etching invention into her dreams, I speak

of the manner in which she manifests her reality;

simply put, it's not worth the effort if it's not challenging;

walking the same balance beam that teaches diva's how to sing;

like the rest of us, she may be south of eden,

but being that she's blessed with love,

she'll keep dancing that meridian 

till she eventually reaches the garden again;

a veritable paradise given life

by the artist within

her…

 

so dance on, girl, dance on as the world burns;

there's a hungry fire inside you, it uses only one fuel;

it consumes the anger and hurt,

then illuminates the darkest rooms;

and finds recognition within a strangers words:

"whoever you want to be, to your heart be true."

 

the most addictive drug she's ever taken

is the way she makes love to the stage when

in pursuit of her life's occupation;

a substance similar to that which heavens gate is made from;

so turn your eyes into collection plates,

observe the purity as she chases perfection through ballet

in order to stay forever young…

 

so dance on, girl, dance on till you fly away;

an eternal silhouette against a strange sun

with no recollection left

of the mundane plane you originally came from

 

dance on, dance on, dance on

 

until the end of days is done

© 2012 Reed Rickmers


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Added on December 2, 2012
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