Aged Ballerina

"Did you see?  Her leg is even lower today"

"She fell out of her double, Her pointe work not the strongest"

 

"Did you see the new girl?"

"Her turns are fierce, she nailed the triple"

 

At what price do we pay for the "new" and inexperienced?

Have we forsaken all of our time honored traditions?

 

Age used to command respect and admiration

Doors held, seats given up and a bow of reverence 

 

Living life to its fullest seems a mystery

Elder at one time a word of esteem and history

 

In this new and improved self service nation

 At what price did we become antiquated

Author's Note

quick poem.... now I reverence and leave... say what you will, getting old suxs

Reviews

[~angelalala~]

this is a powerful poem. & speaks so much truth. age is looked down upon, when it should be revered, all society cares about anymore is beauty & finding the 'next thing', & only see beauty in the young. to me beauty is in the older, wiser among us, they are the most confident ones, the more intellectual ones, the more experienced. a wonderful poem, showing the falling of this 'aged' ballerina, & also touching on the obsessions of looks in this society.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

I loved this and as one of those newly elderly, I can relate

[Wondering Mind]

Yes, at what price, indeed.
Nice touch in the contrast at the beginning of the write and the ending is perfect.