Be the Dance

January 7, 2010
I can’t stop, I’ve only begun my routine.
Thoughts flutter in through my head,
The spotlight brilliant upon me.
I speak out in the language of…
Dance.

The judges’ eyes, sharp intent,
Normally so innocent,
Today, they are solemn figures, with stone expressions,
Am I doing well?

Feel the music, be the music! My teacher had urged.
Be the music.
But how?
I recount the stress, exhilaration, pain
Of rehearsing every day 24-7,
This dance is the theme of my life, all the motifs swirling.

Now it’s time, what do I do?
I pirouette and twirled chaines turns,
I flow in the music,
In the crescendos and diminuendos.
Then leap into a grande jete!
I feel the judge’s eyes upon me, scorning
A sudden dissonance-C/C#,
What went wrong?

Just as quickly, I realized,
This was my dance.
Let them stew in their disgust,
And likewise the audience,
It’s not for them I dance.

I poise a graceful arabesque,
Worries wiped away.
I am the dance,
I am complete,
For my whole life.

Starting the new era of sunshine and golden bliss,
Now sunk in clouds of gold,
I animato whip the fouette turns,
Radiating exuberance.
A flower seed wafted by the breeze,
To new life…somewhere.
Breathing self-confidence,
Cantabile – the dance is I.





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PoetryLover said...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 9:44 pm
Keep up your great work! You are a promising young poet! Share some more of your wondrous poetry with us!
 
Dancer said...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 9:43 pm
Beautiful imagery. I love the figurative language you use! I bet you are an amazing dancer!
 
ShernayB. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 23, 2010 at 5:38 pm
This is very passionate. Its almost as if I can see this image in my head. Great job.
 
BookWorm said...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 7:43 pm
Your evocative poem makes me feel like I am on the stage along with you!
 
Jessica said...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 1:21 pm
It is a brilliant and beautiful piece of work.
 
MichaelL said...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 12:26 pm
I can see you dance passionately when I read your poem.
 
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