February 13, 2015

Dancers

Walls washed in white
Leather seats in echoing halls
Piano concertos ring out
through closed doors
Muted tones of pre-pubescent girls
clad in whispers of pink
and ghostly tights
Pointing, springing, arching,
fingers dancing
Bending the future
to their will.

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  1. Lovely! I’m contemplating a dance prompt for Carrot Ranch because I’ve had ballet on my mind lately! Both my son and daughter studied and my daughter (26) is a science writer and a ballet instructor. Isn’t that a wonderful combination? Your verse takes me backstage. :-)

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  2. Thanks, Charli. Strange how sometimes we’re a mass consciousness. Our 5 year old has started a class here and I wrote this while waiting for her. Kate L and Raishimi (Twitter) have both had ballet on their minds recently and there was a Guardian piece about a troubled Ukrainian dancer this week.

    What a fantastic career your daughter has – not only the arts & science facets but activity to complement the stillness of writing. Will look out for a future dance prompt at Carrot Ranch, n

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Writer of literary fiction. Book hoarder, barefoot blogger, tea drinker.

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