Lifted by a gustOf wind so strongIt seems to carryMe on and on Set adriftIn the prairie skyBlown farAnd high Spinning and tumblingLungs can’t catch upFor the first timeI’m seeing everything closeup New colors I seeThat weren’t there beforeNew soundsThat in my ears roar I’m blown awayAs a tuft of dandelionCaught in the breezeFrom the... Continue Reading →
Trees swaying in the windLeaves fluttering and twirlingRoots deepening, strengthening Water flowing in towards shoreWaves crashing and pummelingSeagulls soaring, crying Zephyrs flitting through sunlightBreezes rising and fallingGales blowing, sweeping Fire full of crackles and roarsFlames leaping and plungingBlazing steadily, passionately Music flowing bySoaring and dippingCrying out joyfully, sorrowfully Light pouring through cloudsStreaming and radiantRays of... Continue Reading →
There is a burning longing in meAn insatiable hungerA soul-deep desireA flame flickering in my heart I long for the stretchOf my muscles lengtheningThe arch of my footThe press of my toes on the floorI yearn for the sweetnessOf each deep, soft pliéThe arch of my backIn the slow port de bras I ache for... Continue Reading →
Something magical about that instantWhen your eyes meet on stageWhen your spirit is upliftedBy someone else’s passion Something precious about that secondWhen you understandThat you’re in perfect tandemThat you both are drowning in the music Something enchanting about that momentWhen the audience draws in a breathAnd your own very heart stopsAnd all is suspended in... Continue Reading →
Searing through your calvesPulling you downTearing you into halvesSweat trickling between your shoulder blades What is pain, anyway?Forget your burning feetIgnore your straining musclesDance, dance to the beat. When your world shakes,Hold firm to the painIt reminds you who you areRemember no pain, no gain. Forget the painsBecause you love the adrenalineRushing through your veins.Just... Continue Reading →
I’ve heard it told,True-born writers must writeThey haven’t any choiceThey must write until they’re dead and cold But the same is true of a dancerShe makes no conscious decisionHer need to dance is strong,And will cause many a frisson Addicted to the adrenaline,Longing for the familiar pain in her feetIn her dreams she will dance,And... Continue Reading →
Images flicker in the mirrorLegs unfold together, as oneArms float on billowy clouds,No one is there to point, to murmur, see her? Pointe shoes clatter on the floor,Hairpins fly from tightly wound hair,In unison the dancers soarAnd hit the floor again. Over the sounds of running feet,A voice corrects, criticizes,Your arms! Stay with the beat!Here,... Continue Reading →
Dry bones creak in sync...
I am the rock, but the rock isn't me...
All to your lonesome...