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
This reminds me of driving home to my parents with our kids. Except our dust is usually goldfish crumbs. :) Thanks for linking up!
ReplyDeleteThank you Mel. I am glad you can relate.
DeleteThis is a sweet story and reminds me of some joyful car rides during the holidays.
ReplyDeleteJoyful bus rides for me. Followed by a few minutes in a cart or an auto-rickshaw.
DeleteEight hours is quite the haul! You brave soul (: But I'm sure it's worth it every time.
ReplyDeleteEight hours is what restricts the visit to holidays. And it is totally worth it. Family, cousins, bliss.
DeleteWonderful Ruby! What a nice Christmas memory! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you Linda.
DeleteMy sentiments, exactly...or my kids' rather. We just had another long long trip to visit their grandparents for the holy days. Your poem described the whole thing for us. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Imelda. So good to hear that you can relate. have lots of fun with the grandparents and heartiest holiday greetings to all of you.
DeleteAh, very nice.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kelly. It is always a pleasure to hear from you.
DeleteSometimes getting there is the best part! great 57 words.
ReplyDeleteYup, getting there is the best part. Only it is 33 words. But I know the rush you are in :) Thank you Deana
Deleteha! I was thinking of Ketchup with us. oops!
DeleteI know. You were so focused there and plus it goes for both the prompts so it is easy to mix up.
DeleteSounds like a lot of fun, especially the cart ride although I think I would enjoy that more as a child than adult. Great job!
ReplyDeleteThank you Tessa. It is good to hear such encouraging words from you.
DeleteI like it. It's a new spin on Over the River and Through the Woods. Great job, as always, Ruby.
ReplyDeleteThanks for linking up. And Merry Christmas!
Thank you Michele. Wow this compliment just made my day. Thank you so much.
DeleteDashing cross the plains . . . to grandmother's house we go.
ReplyDeleteLovely submission.
Thank you Nrhatch. I really appreciate your kind words.
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