Dancing

Dancing

A Poem by ♡Moon Child♡
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I was watching ballet earlier and admiring how the dancers moved. That is how this poem came to be.

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My feet are light on the ground,

bare feet barely brushing the floor.

I dance as I choose, letting my whims carry me

My hair blowing softly around me as I twirl.

What grace, what beauty my body is given as I dance on the wind

I have no partner yet, but that doesn't matter.

For now the wind, the sun, the very air are my partners

I dance and dance and dance...

Slowly the sun sets and the moon rises. 

The new stage giving birth to more dancing.

My feet should be sore, yet I cannot stop myself.

The freedom given to me by this night...

I shall not give it up until my dance has come to a close.

Who will dance with me?

I am waiting for my partner...

Dance with me through life until God calls us home!

Hurry, my love, for who knows? Another may call to me if you wait too long...

Dance with me...

© 2010 ♡Moon Child♡


Author's Note

♡Moon Child♡
*giggles* Another free write. My next will have a pattern...maybe lol. Hope you enjoyed it!^^

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Though it does not metre or a rhyme scheme, it does have a fluid movement that more than makes up for it. Poetry does not have to have a conventional 'pattern'. The single contraction (doesn't) seems rather out of place for the airy style of the rest of it. I like the imagery, particularly the metaphorical. Capitalise the B in bare, it's the only line not capitalised. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


i likes it
Great Job

Posted 14 Years Ago


Such a beautiful and fun work of art....one that paints a smile on the face of the reader. Excellent work....great attention to detail...and beautiful work. Love it!

Jay

Posted 14 Years Ago


that was so nice..how i loved the word and act of dancing ..it carries a special mood
its like the soul would wants to talk its own language..thats why we feel different when we move
feet touch the ground barely brushing,i can hardly feel as they carry me and my hair blowing
and i twirl ..soon the sun goes and replaced by the moon,as my moves changes and my mood
i just cant stop... feet so free,will never give up till i fall to floor..
and i wait for the one who will dance with me..i will wait for you
lovely thoughts ..dreamy write
lovely write..

Posted 14 Years Ago



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♡Moon Child♡
♡Moon Child♡

Chandler, AZ



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