Here I am behind this door,
Waiting for the second in the score
When the music swells to a loud forte
And I leap on with a grand jete,
My family are here, the celebrity guest,
The judges, assessors and all the rest!
But I am nervous, it’s my time to shine,
This is my moment, this role is mine.
Less flash dance, more royal ballet…
Carolina HeartStrings said:
So do images inspire your poems or do you find an image to go with your poem? Or both? Either way, lovely.
Both! Sometimes I write the poem then find the image. Others, I see an image I like and write a poem to go with it.
Ann Mullen said:
What a precious moment.
Good luck, ballerina, good luck! It must be a lot of stress…