To Have Danced Upon This World

The art of being a ballerina is her universe, searching for fullfillment is found For the Creative Poetry Group

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Body  artful and slender listens to the classical lyrics of the waves

Seagulls yell their appluade as she dances upon the sandy beach

Immense pleasure entwines within her image

Solitude waves in the wind as she spreads her arms gracefully

The ocean's music plays on in absolute joy

 

The pristine sunrise dance in shades of primary colors that

 become emphatic against the horizon

Emotional sensation encloses her heart

She pirouettes, twirling on pointed toes as the tempo of the waves change rhythm

Bright reflections of her existence promote a smile

 

She recognizes and activate her talent to the world

Physical stamina breathes life

The art of being a ballerina relinquishes a magical universe,

searching for fullfillment is found

Divine inspiration creates beautiful choreography

 

Each performance tells a mystifying story

Ballet acquisitive in nature brings a glass of sweetness that

refreshes the soul

Creativity and love to become a prima ballerina is fashioned in each musical step

A soft glow of completion is a star of dreams coming true

 

A tutu of flirtatious moves is done with strength and no flaws

Enriched with joy she takes a bow

To have danced upon this world brings a blessing within herself

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am reminded of my second wife...she is a dancer, and really good...she used to practice her ballet often in our house...used to love watching her practice.

dancing was her escape...she needed lots of it, and it was one of her outlets...

i wish it could have helped her more.

this poem is beautiful but at the same time makes me a bit sad.

jacob

[Wórdsmíth]

Finally got a time to return a favor!
This piece`s quiet impressive, some kinda brisked winds touched in my face at the time of reading this poem. Love`s uniform but, at the same time, its threads are so variable the way the winds are ... it beats up ov`r the clouds nine to reach out the sea-shores of passionate heart for "Dancing upon the variations of world".

Nice imagery!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

Graceful as the dance, magical as the waves. The sweetness that is to refresh the soul in the dance...:)..............

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thank you so much!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.....:)...........

[Frieda P]

I adore this dance, your words move on the page, and floats upon a most genuine sentiment....

'A tutu of flirtatious moves' Love that line!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thank you!

[Frieda P]

Pleasure was mine, I really enjoyed the escape....

[realmwriter]

I've never known a ballerina but I think I might have just met one. At least in this piece. I also think that dance is a universal language that tells a story only the heart can know. Beautiful!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Realm, thank you!

[realmwriter]

My pleasure

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This felt very spiritual to me. I love how this person became one with nature.
It seemed to me that she had discovered the secret of life that eludes us all.
I wanted to read this poem over and over and see her in my mind so that I may
with a little luck, uncover just a clue.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thanks for the review!

[Cherrie Palmer]

i loved the way you brought this to a close and the picture you linked it with, very graceful indeed.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Thank You!

[Norma M Sutton]

Beautiful.

[closed]

As gracefully written as the ballerina to whom it eludes.^

-Dream

[Valentine]

I always enjoy reading your work.I also am glad to have connected to you again..On my friend list I checked and many had closed their accounts when I was off with my arm in a cast..Kathie