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Sunday, March 6, 2011

ballerina in blue

she would pull on her mother's coat and talk,talk,talk about how this was her home~this huge hall which hulked over them as they stood,waiting for their steel chariot.yes dear...one day,as a smile adorned her sickly countenance.three dot five then a score...she danced and the crowds were enchanted with her grace and agility.acting skills,honed and channeled by a thespian sensei~the lights,action,camera was in her blood...mother still smiled from beyond the rafters.the three beat of a minuet pranced in her mind~while toes,gnarled and divine,float and execute the viennese waltz...two,three,one,two,three.then they came,with letters of lagging leone.the crowds died,as did her spirit.in its place,the drone of kachunk,kachunk,machines and onions on her person.her close-up was done...fade to black.

11 comments:

  1. my wife was a ballerina for 18 years, i loved to watch her dance...got a little lost in your words today beyond that...maybe i just need more coffee...

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  2. You painted your own gorgeous imagery with your fingertips sweetie. Great take on the prompt x

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  3. kachunk...reality has weight...very good write

    little girl hopes, in a big girl world

    Peace, hp

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  4. @Brian...i've been blessed to be around dancers of many genres.they tend to leave a very lasting impression...i'm sure she moved with the grace of a spring breeze.

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  5. @hpicasso...thanx!i wanted to have the contrast of reality and semi realized dreams come head to head in a collision.

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  6. Excellent. Phrases that jump out at the reader include: "three dot five then a score," "thespian sensei," "minuet pranced" ...a few gems in a moving piece of nostalgia.

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  7. This is a moving piece -- and I agree with Dustus -- those phrases hit me big time.

    Beautiful, provocative piece.

    Louise G

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  8. Yep have to agree that those phrases jumped into my skull as well... Great write !!

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  9. what gripped me most in this piece was the crowds died like her spirit..and then how you move from this..good write

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  10. Exemplary flow and tale-telling. Able mingling of the familial and the theatrical.

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  11. The "turn" a pirouette of poetry here if you will is in this line "while toes,gnarled and divine" for there is the work of the dancer and its effect. The feet so tortured to elicit such grace, such power, such emotion words can only hint at. This is a beautiful ode to the dance. I treasure it. Gay

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