Music Box Ballerina

Music Box Ballerina

A Poem by Rogue

Memories remain
Turn of the key
A melody all her own
Graceful form in the mirror
Endless pirouettes
For one she loved

Blue felt stage
Brown and curling edges
Skirt of tulle
A slow deterioration
Lovely painted features
Long since faded

Box on a table
Among the clutter
A piece of tape
The final tally
Her life's worth
Just .25 cents

Standing motionless
She dreams
Strong hands lift her
Music pours forth
She dances once more
For one she loves







© 2013 Rogue


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reminds me of a music box i once owned. I like the way you wrote yours. Very nice

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much. :)
Bittersweet read, full of old fond memories and sold out at the end. I had one of these, doesn't every little girl, I don't know what happened to it. This is whimsical and yet full of punching reality.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Pleasure was mine. :-)
My mum had one of those, it played Rachmaninov, I can hear the tune now, lovely write

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you. My mother did also. I used to love it when she opened it up. :)
Leigh

11 Years Ago

White music box with silver chrome inlay and red velvet inside with a mirror on the back of the lid,.. read more
this is quite lovely
would of given ya .50 cents
hahaah
thank you for sharing much

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
Memories are only enhanced with music and serenading moon and stars for they bring out the aching moments of love and the longing of more dreams. Then it is only natural to dance in joy and leave the problems behind.
A lovely write and enchanting...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

What lovely wording here. Thank you for sharing them. :)
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

I'm glad you like it . You are welcome...:)
What a wonderful poem this is... memories, dreams, all blending together, spinning in music... A distant music now, just echoes really, but heard across time... I love this, Well done Rogue, and thanks for sharing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you, JP. :)
Thoughts drifting through my head at the time.. And a love of music boxes.
this had some lovely moments in it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing. :)
A used up person analogy ! ???? Very thought provoking. Nice job !

Posted 11 Years Ago


Rogue

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much. :)
A bit of sadness and a touch of whimsy.. The stuff dreams are made of... read more
KurKota

11 Years Ago

You are welcome..... :)

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Added on February 6, 2013
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What can I say? I enjoy writing. Although I dabble in several different genres, I eventually end up back in the realm of Horror. Both pointing out the every day disguised "Monsters" among us and cre.. more..

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