Dancer

 

 [ HER] feet made contact

In an unconventional movement

Brushed

across the floor that smelt of

Pine Sol.

 

With no intent

Of accuracy

[ her ] feet

Created lyrics

To a song

Spontaneously composed

 

No time

No rhythm

No off- beat excuses

There was a turn here

And a pointed toe there

And seven more counts

Of infatuation

 

The music stopped playing

But [ her ] body was still in motion

She didn’t fight requisite

And she didn’t distrust a movement

Relentlessly

[ her ] arms followed

As she became lost

In the motions

That were finally established

as reality

 

she danced until the beads of veracity

slipped down her face

she danced until the heart was numb

and no where near this place

she danced

and she danced

until the sun set once more

she dances because

 

 [ she is a dancer ]

 

Of that, I can be sure.

Reviews

[Caddie O'brien]

This poem illustrates true passion- wonderful job!

[sheila lott]

Amazingly beautiful words.I can almost close my eyes and see the beauty of the dancer.Thank you so much for the wonderful read.

[thecoolone52]

"hold me closer tinnnnny dannnnnnncerrrr" hahaha had to quote elton right there... anyway it was good orginal.... doing something that the character loves to do makes for a good plot... good poem

[doctor's diagnosis]

not sure the reasoning behind [her]
at first I though you'd taken a name out, but it's only for her, not for she.
anyways, good write.

[Misa]

this, to me, expresses wonderfully why anyone would do anythign creative... the addiction, the freedom of finally being able to let go. loved the phrases here, and the ending was especially powerful for me. "she danced and she danced until the sun set once more," this was my favorite part - the metaphors used here - veracity - worked out nicely as well. nice job.
~misa