Nina

A story within a poem

Bare foot on cold ground

 A whisper

 A gentle sound.

Nina has wings of silk so fine

Her presence so magical

 So refined.

 

He spotted her sitting on the grave

Nina a ghost

Who misbehaved?

He kept his distance

Or else she’ll fly

And then her mystery

Will vanish and die.

 

A gold shoe he lies

At the corner

Of her grave

His tears do run

Like rivers quave

.

She wore those golden shoes

The day she danced on

Grasses new

 

Her heart so free

She skipped with glee

And lost one shoe

In the fields of dew.

 

A busy road did lie ahead

She did not notice

Her eyes way lead

The tragedy caused too much pain

Her father’s tears

Like salt in grain.

 

He rubbed his eyes

But watches her there

It helps to ease the heart

Wrenching despair.

 

 

The gold shoe he lays on Nina’s grave

He hides in the distance

As she waves

 

She holds the shoe

With a smile so bright

Her memories only of her

Dancing flight.

 

Her father cries with peace in heart

She feels no pain

From this depart

A golden shoe she holds so dear

 Then silently will

Disappear.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Jools]

Dear Robin
Thank you
Namaste xx

[Robin]

a poem that fills the heart

[Jools]

Thanks for showing me the spelling error!!
Kind regards
Jools

[Sbernie18]

I like this. Its hard to change rhyme schemes in one piece of work but you do it well. I thought some lines flowed really well but some not as well as others.
"He rubbed his eyes
But watches her their
It helps to ease the heart
Wrenching despair."
I think that's supposed to be there*. But this verse is good but seemed a touch choppy to me. Overall though, good poem.