When the world stops turning.A Poem by Emily FeretThis is sort of a story too I guess. Short. I like to think it was inspired by the Great Gatsby.The dancers file into
the room, the men talking of their wealth to one another on one side and the women waiting for the gentlemen to ask them to dance, as was customary. The men, finally take notice of the ladies, and the ladies except invitations to dance. The music is playing, the dresses are swirling, the people are laughing. Suddenly the door creaks open and in walks a man, plainly dressed in work clothes, and dirt on his nose. “You dare trespass” say the men, and the women start to scream as women seem to do. The man walks into the hall, his footsteps ring loud in the
now silent ball. He offers his hand to a young girl who takes it shyly. They dance. He moves with grace and with brilliance none have ever seen. The dancers move as one. The music begins to play. Others join the strange man and the young girl who took his hand. “When the world stops spinning, will we notice? Surely the world will show us” says he “But if we dance forever, always spinning the world will be”says she © 2013 Emily FeretFeatured Review
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11 Reviews Added on May 30, 2013 Last Updated on May 30, 2013 AuthorEmily FeretILAboutMy name is Emily Jeanne and I am 21 years old. I have always been one to stand firmly for everything I believe in, and everything I do, I do with a passion that I hope never fades. I have always strov.. more..Writing
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