She wears her hair up high
like a dancer
Could she be one?
Her neck long and lovely
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What a wonderful poem indeed.. your poem captured my heart.... very beautiful, nice lines.... I think this is the best I have read of yours.. lovess shan
I adore this piece..A swan in a reverie of dance..Thanks for sharing :) A.
Sometimes fragility is beautiful. This is one of those times. Exceptional, Sonya.10/10. Always your friend, Sandra
You have captured beauty, grace and movement all at once, Sonya. A great poem that shares the moment. N
Very beautiful, I see very tiny remnants of rhyme, but not really rhymed is it? good imagery. It is one of my favorites of yours so far.
.....Never looked down.....; the real quality of life lies in equality, right? Excellent job, sonya!
Everything about this poem is graceful - the slender form and considered words; 'Giselle...ethereal/ And fragile...' - simply beautiful. S :)
''Never looked down As if she knew that once she does She'll never be found'' So she faced her dreams and fears...
As I read your poem it makes me think that the person you are describing could be a ballat dancer or a model possibly. I love the grace of swans & have written a poem called 'Two Swans in Love' (where they join together to form a heart with their necks close together) I will submit this one soon.