Ballet Toes
When I make a movement the world looks up
And I never know how perfect I flow
Until someone tells me
And then I feel like a china doll
Begging you to be gentle and not break me
Lilac dreams cloud my memory
Porcelain hands, so pale, reaching
And I twirl slowly like a ballerina
On tiptoes, spinning, balanced on top of a jewelry box
One, two, One, two
Steady
When I make a movement the world looks up
So many eyes and I am self-conscious
I try to block them out and only look at your eyes
Encouraging
And then I feel like a china doll
Begging you to be gentle and not break me
And my body flows in and out
Graceful even when I feel so clumsy
Knowing you would certainly like to catch me
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New
Beautifully youthful
Still unaffected by the harshness of the world
And I miss when I was a girl
Like you, so innocent, so full of hope
And sometimes I glimpse that girl in me again
Giggly, wiggly, looking for the best things
Who will I talk to now? Now that you've moved on?
Who is going to understand where I come from?
There was a connection that sang to my very bones
And I would like to keep hearing the tune
I want to scream on the top of my lungs
For all to hear
And know just how peaceful I feel
Lying here, happy, just listening to the sweet sounds of the world
And you only see me as sad, never as hopeful
Just a struggle to the new
Just a struggle to the new
Keep playing your song over me
You turn to me, and we just know
We just feel it ooze over us
Taking over our hearts
Playing like guitar strings in perfect tune
Just a struggle to the new
Forgetting the old
Just a struggle for the new
Sorry about the mistake!
ReplyDeleteI loved these two poems, a bit dark and mysterious, especially the Ballet one!
Keep writing like this please...I just love them!
Hey! No problem. I got your message. Thanks I appreciate it very much. Hope you have a lovely day! ~Ash
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