THe Silent Language

She spoke to him in her silent language that only he could understand.

The Silent Language

 

Her hands rose gently

As her foot slid pointed out to the side

Her body turned

Each movement in time to the music

He could not hear

She was speaking to him

Without words

Each move she made

Told him a story

In the only way she knew how

She jumped with so much strength

And he watched amazed as her

Body revealed to him a story for only him to see.

 

Grand jetes, pirouettes, glissades and chasses

She told him the names of the beautiful movements

But he only saw the images of a haven he wished he was a part of

A beautiful blue heaven he wished she could see

Her hands weaved through the air

He saw her move graceful like an angel

And he was filled with so much awe

And the sight shook

His silent world

And he wondered if

 She had once ever seen herself dance

Before her world was

Overtaken by the darkness

 

And her beauty was outstanding

And she spoke to him

In her silent language.

Author's Note

NaPo number 1! what do you guys think? comments and criticism always welcomed. <3

Reviews

[OT]

very nice!! silent languages - the sensate languages - the touch and movement, sites - signals and gestures - you delve into a whole realm of movements - the ballet touch to signify the simple beauty in certain gestures - such a poignant shade to "his silent world... before her world was overtaken by the darkness" - nice!

[KAREN]

I love this poem. It's beautiful and well written, I could picture it all in my mind as I read! A work of art!!