I A Dancer

Submitted by Bernadette on Mon, 09/08/2008 - 17:34

Flowing through the isle
Swishing through the hall
I take my stand alone
My hands curved
My head tilted back
With a look of dreaming

The spotlight flares
It glows around me
Like the moon of night
Music flows my legs do dance
My arms rolling around me

I fly and fall like the frost
On the moor
My eyes beaming with joy
I leap and bound, turn and rise
Upon the dancing floor

Author's age when written
10
Genre
Poetry
Tags
dance

Comments

Anna

Mon, 09/08/2008 - 20:15

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This, like all of your poems, is beautiful. You are so talented. I'm jealous.

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Anonymous (not verified)

Mon, 09/08/2008 - 21:19

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oh, i loved it!!! i like how you put some nature in it, and then the movements. lovely job!!!

luv, Hannah W.

Elizabeth

Wed, 09/10/2008 - 01:34

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This is soooooo good!!!!!!

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The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Clare Marie

Wed, 09/10/2008 - 14:53

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I love this, Bernadette!!! It brought pictures of your dance recital into my mind. You captured it perfectly!! Awesome job!!!!

Love,
Clare

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