I Keep Dancing

November 13, 2010
By TheArchitect ELITE, Madison, Wisconsin
TheArchitect ELITE, Madison, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
-Anything said by Mr. T
- Ill be in my bunk
- Im so clever that half the time I don't even understand what I'm saying


I stand, frozen
twisted limbs
arched feet
straining every muscle
and still looking graceful
ten thousand thoughts race through my still, silent head
as I wait
and then the curtain opens
and I release my rigid pose
and dance,
my feet beating out the rhythm
telling a story so complex
in a language written long ago
twirling, bending, stretching,
the air is full of silent music
an entire orchestra in my toes
and then the music stops;
the last violin quivers and is silent
the curtain sweeps closed
but the music in my feet
keeps playing


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on Dec. 1 2010 at 7:08 am
SpringRayyn PLATINUM, Lakeville, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
"Don't punish yourself," she heard her say again, but there would be punishment and pain, and there would be happiness too. That was writing."
--Markus Zusak, "The Book Thief"

Could you look at (possibly comment and rate) my article "The Language of dance"? your article reminded me of it. I think this peice sounds just as graceful as dancing itself.


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