Richard and the Ballerina

Richard and the Ballerina

Pen name: 1809 Black Plague December

 

 

 

Richard! It’s Richard! He sent me a picture.  I look.  It’s not a picture.  It’s a video.

Oh, I see.  It thrills me.  I put on a video.  An o’l time song plays.  I smile.    Well, looked here.

Richard.  Oh, Dear Richard.  Yes, my Dear Richard. My regards to you. Yes.  I’m pensative.  What do you see girl? Oh, O’l painting of I.  Really?  I am astonished of his graven soul.  What do you love, him?

So, young for him.  Are you a ballerina? I am ballerina.

 

Richard! Who is she! A beautiful ballerina.  I wonderest why she bites her noons.  The parameter is empty.   Save for a statue.

 

Gowns Richard searches for the right model.  He looks so serious.  Richard so, so serious.

I a anticipate.  The ballerina shows herself to my Richard.  That’s the dress!  Try the make up.  She frowns.  Runs a secret room.  I love her secret room.  It is small.  It is crowdy, full of paintings, of all kinds.  There is no windows.  There is nothing but a ballerinas hideaway. 

 

It is pouring outside.  I can tell, by the colorful cinematic prepations.  Twilight.  Richard!

He comes to a stumble.  He falls into a charcoal of water.  The Ballerina holds Richard.

 

My heart becomes to thump.  I cry a lot.  Richard…I frail. 

 

                             You see honey, you see, I only Love You, Minska.

      I only love YOU!  Get out of here!

                 Get out of here!

                        I only love You!

                 Get out of here! Get out of here!

                        Get out of here! Get out of here!

                              Get out of here!  Get out of here!

                                         Get out of here! Get out of here!

                Get out of here!  Get out of here!

                                                                I only love you.

                                 I only love you.

                 I only love you.

                           I only love you

             I only love you…

 

 

 

Reviews

[E.P. Robles]

[I like your structure.]

In reviewing this poem, I am captivated by the depth of emotional intensity and longing it evokes.

The poet's interactions with Richard, their presumed beloved, are portrayed with a blend of exhilaration and introspection. As the speaker receives a video from Richard, accompanied by an old-time song, a mixture of delight and curiosity permeates the scene. The mention of a painting and the depiction of Richard's "graven soul" illuminate a profound admiration for his inner essence.

The entrance of a ballerina adds an additional layer to the narrative, unraveling a tapestry of intrigue. The speaker contemplates the ballerina's enigmatic behaviors, such as her peculiar habit of biting noons, and her sanctuary, a cramped space adorned with a multitude of paintings. Through these descriptions, a sense of mystery shrouds the ballerina's character, leaving readers yearning to know more.

The poem takes a poignant turn when Richard stumbles and plunges into water, only to be rescued by the ballerina. The speaker's heart quickens, and tears well up, testifying to an unwavering concern for Richard's well-being.

The concluding lines, repeated with fervor, "Get out of here! I only love you!" imbue the poem with a possessive fervency, an unyielding desire to exclude any other presence or influence. This repetition heightens the emotional tone and accentuates the speaker's steadfast devotion to Richard.

From a literary standpoint, the poem adeptly conveys a range of emotions through vibrant descriptions and skillful repetition employed for emphasis. However, further development in terms of structure and the refinement of imagery could enhance its impact. Additionally, exploring the speaker's perspective and motivations with greater depth and complexity would offer a richer exploration of the poem's themes.

From a Carl Jungian perspective, the presence of the ballerina and the speaker's possessive exclamations can be interpreted as symbolic representations of the anima archetype, representing the feminine aspect within the speaker's psyche. The ballerina's secret room and her actions evoke a sense of the unconscious and the hidden facets of the speaker's own femininity. This interplay between the conscious and unconscious realms bestows the poem with psychological depth and resonance.

Overall, this poem envelops the reader in a raw and intense emotional landscape, delving into themes of love, possessiveness, and self-discovery. With further refinement and exploration of its themes, this work possesses the potential to resonate deeply with readers, leaving an indelible impression upon their hearts and minds.

[1809 Black Plague December]

Thank you so much E. P. Robles, It disheartens me, (endulgence) I. I agree every word said. I'm so delighted to say, you captured every moment of it. I wish I could write more, but is indicative of time, space, and relevance. You magnify me with appeased contentment. It is really not possessiveness, but you mentioned it before hand. Love you so much,
casauldendo, ---Maynard James Keenan