Human or Dancer?

only in my dreams it seems we dance

Last night I dreamt that we were all ballet dancers
Stepping carefully on fragile ground 
We moved swiftly without a sound
Hurrying to catch a passing bus, I witnessed
A business man with extended leg and pointed foot fly
Like a gazelle leaping through an urban savannah of
Soaring buildings and busy streets
Never missing a single beat
missing his ride to work 
In my dream
Every movement we made was fluid and silent
In war, actions were seductive and violent, I witnessed
Grenades explode in whispers of flying shrapnel and spirits
Smoking guns sent kissing bullets into graceful soldier chests' spinning each
Around and round and round
In a short, dark dance with death
In my dream
Anger is a lashing out of limbs and a quickening of step
Anger does not smolder it burns bright
In many dancing soldiers' eyes revenge alights
In every dancer simmered something wise and knowing
In my dream
We ballet dancers hide our pain en pointe
Bending, twisting every joint
For a beautiful display
We danced with hurt everyday
In my dream

Reviews

[A. Z. Anthony]

First off, love the Courage profile picture.
Secondly,
This was a very well written poem. While reading it I saw the events it described playing out in my mind in slow motion. This effect was achieved very well!

The descriptions are very powerful, unique and accurate. I loved the line about the grenade shrapnel and the "kissing bullets."

I was confused about the businessman. I wasn't too sure of his purpose in the poem, unless you were just describing everything that happened in your dream, whether it had a point or not.

All in all, this is a great write, full of imagery and surrealism. Well done!
-A.Z.

[Kat_Flowers]

You rocked out the imagery here! Thanks for directing me to read this poem, now I do see what you mean by the image. Very well spoken. I like how one word moves to the other with purpose (if that makes sense). I really liked the image of war, but my favorite part was definitely "Soaring buildings and busy streets / Never missing a single beat / missing his ride to work / in my dream" That just struck me as incredibly poignant. I really like the sort of repetition that you have not only with words but also with letters, certain letters stuck out to me in the reading that sort of drove your point home, like how the "d" in dancer ties back into the "d" in dream. I don't know why but that struck me. (I hope that makes sense) Thanks again for the advice. Great poem!

[Muse4apoem]

Beautiful I was surprised when things got tragic.