Ballerina tearsA Poem by DandelionTight chignon
and ballet pink tights Her radiant
costume glittering from spotlights Effortless
tour piques and arabesque A strong
silhouette, entirely statuesque Fluid
choreography danced to perfection Inspiring one
and all with admiration Beautiful,
graceful and happy, isn't she? That is what
people see
Blisters,
cuts and bruises Bloody toes
sore and abused Disorders and
constant pressure Yes, elegant
but also stressed and unsure Pearls of
sweat dripping on the floor From
hours of practice till she can't do more Trained to be
a machine Smaller than
models in magazines A ballerina,
graceful, flawless, but tiny Yes, this is
a well hidden reality I imagined the choreagraphy of The Dying Swan while writing.
© 2014 DandelionAuthor's Note
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