The Misunderstood Pointe Shoes

June 12, 2011
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On the floor a loud connection is made.
A shadow of elevated feet-
lily pads and blossoms on a silent lake-
effortless floating.
Oh but what beautiful misery!
Deep, dark waters clutching the rarest jewels in
their darkest, chilling depths.
Will you bring the crowd to its feet?
You are foamy pink and white satin to them.
But are you not cold and too real for the dancer?
You are blisters-
a ruffled, curled caracol shell with no escape from the ever tossing seas.
You are a blood red ruby with a salt sea spray.
You are an icy waterfall-
celestial and majestic.
But you are so many tears and emotions-
bound up by ribbons.
You are all of this-
you seem only to be effortless floating.

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