The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on hips, head held high, The silken gown, barely there, A tilt of neck, balanced well, The sultry glance, timed right, Perfect half twirl, played twice, With a graceful swirl, she turns back. The world looks on with stolen breath, Oohs, aahs, applauds, encores. The showstopper’s yesterday, Now hangs in a gallery, Fading parchment, guarded unnecessarily. No shadows of glamour come a-chasing, For vacant eyes and sagging skin, For shattering illusions, hanging questions, Am I never going back? Linking with The Mag : Mag 147 Linking with Write on Edge : The Red Writing Hood - The Gallery Linking with My blog can beat up your blog : 100 Word Song : Never going back to Ok Linking with The Velvet Verbosity : 100 Words - Breath
Oh my goodness, I really enjoyed this! I read it 3 or 4 times in my head and then read it out loud. The words are just so lovely together. Everything fits, you know?
ReplyDeleteYes it's kind of a vague compliment, but I don't know how else to explain it. :-)
Excellent job!
You made my day and my week by such kind words.
DeleteThank you Dawn. Thank you so much for all this appreciation.
A bittersweet ending.
ReplyDeleteWise words.
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that dance never seems to end too well for the moth but they are always drawn to each other :-)
ReplyDeleteI second that :)
DeleteThank you Steven
Well, they went out with reckless abandon, at least! Great moral to the story. Are we all drawn to the flame at one time or another?
ReplyDeleteI do believe we all get drawn to flames at times.
DeleteThank you for sharing your views.
Very nice, I liked it, especially the last line -- To share their final kiss!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tessa.
DeleteI love that final image of the moth kissing the fire, and of the two being lovers in a single dance.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jessie. I am glad the imagery worked.
DeleteWe are all similarly drawn, aren't we? This sent beautiful imagery through my mind. Bittersweet and felt romantic. Too bad they only had the opportunity to share one kiss. But so it goes.
ReplyDeleteThey get just one chance and they live it up truly, don't they?
DeleteThank you Gina.
A perfect ending to this fable
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteOh wow! Fantastic Ruby. Just wonderful!
ReplyDeleteOh so sad! :(
ReplyDeleteIt is sad but true. Thank you Marie.
Deletevery nicely done! Love the imagery.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kelly
Delete"If the flames leapt up
ReplyDeleteOr the moth bent down,
To share their final kiss!"
Lovely. Well done.
Thank you so much.
DeleteTHAT WAS FANTASTIC!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mel.
DeleteI think the moth bent down :-)
ReplyDeletep.s. I am having trouble commenting on your blog. :-(
I am really sorry for the inconvenience. But am not sure what could be the problem. Are other people also facing some issues with posting comments? Please let me know so that I can see to the matter.
DeleteThank you so much for still trying and linking up with me on this post.
Wonderful poem. The images are so vivid.
ReplyDeleteThank you Carver.
DeleteA very elegant fable here. Great job!
ReplyDeleteThank you Wisper.
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